Wo tapak se boli mujhe lund lena hai apka bus. Maine pucha itni jaldi kya hoa yar ki lund ku bhukh lagiTo wo bboli ye na pucho bus mujhe apse milna ha.... Maine ak br socha or bola thik hai. Milte haiTtabhi wo boli kal milte hai mohan nagr… Jo log ghazibad se hai wo mohan nagar ko jante hoge.Maine ha bol di…. Or apne kaam mai lag gyaNext din morning mai uska 5,30 msg aaya ki mai ready ho apne lund ko apni chut mai lene ke liyeMaine reply koya howUska reply aaya maine abhi apni chut shave ki hai. For the first couple of months Mary would get home around nine and would want to go right to bed. Then all of a sudden she wasn't getting home until one or two in the morning and she always seemed to be keyed up and when she came to bed she always wanted to make love and she would wake me up and try to fuck me to death. One night I asked her about it and the fact that she always seemed to be so wet. She told me that being around all the young singles got her horny and she had to come home to me. Supposedly, that was where Penny and Misty were going to sleep – being BFFs and all. In actuality, they’d be in my bed, as usual. Joan ‘reluctantly’ (Ha!) asked her son to sleep in her bedroom on a bed made from couch cushions. In actuality, he’d be in her bed probably with his cock in her pussy half the night as he often did. They too were deeply in love.Brad and Marjorie had their assigned room. We put my parents in one guest room, Joan’s parents in the room assigned to Misty and Penny, and. I noticed her drink was empty and I was craving another drink and started to flag down a waitress, when Kacey stopped me. “I’ve got plenty of alcohol in my room, so you can have a drink with me, but you’ll have to put up with my roommates.” “Oh yeah? I’m here with some friends myself.” I replied.“Really? What are you guys doing in Vegas?” Kacey asked. I told her I was with some friends from the service and we were in town just to have some fun. She said “That’s great. Thank for your service!”We.