Haan kabhi kabhi uske ghar chala jata tha. Aise hi ek din main sham ko ghar ke bahar baitha hua tha ki uncle yani uske pati ne mujhe bulaya aur mujhse...kaha ki mein kal subah hydrabaad jaa raha hoon mujhe kal subah jaldi delhi chod kar aana hai. Maine kaha thik hai main chod dunga. Agle din subah main uncle ko delhi airport par chod kar jaldi se ghar waapis aaya maine gaadi ander lagai aur anty ke pass gaya batane ke liye ki uncle ko flight mil gayi thi. Jaise hi main under gaya to mere hosh ud. Fairy tales start “Once upon a time” and we got fairies here too. The worst fucking boring stories begin with “As I look back over the years”. You hear that? Run, don’t walk, skedaddle out of there before you brain is mushed into overcooked oatmeal.This ain’t no shit! EROS is clear of the traffic lanes, with clear horizons and no blips marring the radar screens. Captain Laura dismissed the extra lookouts for the time being. Hope we didn’t run over anything. Nobody was on watch on the bridge.. Yeah kahani hai karib 6 month phele ki mai gali mai sabse pura rahne wala tha ek mere bhaiya the jo mere gali mai rahte the hum dono bhai ki tarha rahte the aur bhabhi bhi mere se kafi mazakthi aur apko bta du bhabhi ka naam Monica tha aur unka figure 34 boobs hai kamar hai 28 aur gand hai 38 jab vo suit pahnti to kya lagti hai hai yaar nai jab se vo humarw gali mai aye hao to mai unk dekh k muth mar leta tha au soch ta rahta tha ki kase bhabhi ko chodu ek din mai apne gali mai bacho k sath. "I never tasted anything finer than her cherry. Eighteen years fresh. Damn she was a hot one... just... like... her... mom!" he hissed, punctuating the sentence with a series of groans that left Father Mcnamara feeling distinctly hotter, and harder, under the cassock. The mental picture of Ms Barton was now running, fully naked, through his mind in glorious Technicolor and the priest discreetly adjusted himself."You don't have to go into all the details." He whispered dryly."Ohhhh but i do!".