Maa: arey wah to tujhe yaad hai.Papa: kya baat ho rahi hai.Maa: anniversary ka wishes de raha hai. Aap ka betaPapa: thank you.Beta: chalo papa ,maa ca...e cut karte hai.Maa: cake?Beta : haaCake cut hua , papa ka breakfast bhi hua .Papa: chalo mein nikal ta hu and thank you beta.Maa : hug kiya aur bola thank you.Ye sab kab plan kiya.Beta: mein toh kal raat ko hi socha tha celebrate karenge par aap dono busy the. Aur sabah bhi aaya tha par….Maa: sharmate guye. Hatt besharam. Door knock karte.Beta:. Why did I care if he screwed the cook? I determined that I would win her over with my skills developed as a preacher's wife: humble, selfless service, and smiling efficiency. I oohed and awed over Lassie's new sarong. :But my disappointment that I was sitting home alone while Steve romanced the cook lngered. After they left, I got a bottle of gin out of the liquor cabinet and poured a large glassful of it over ice. "To hell with the tonic," I told myself. I sipped the gin straight while. I think she’s pushing back on my cock now. Huh faggot? Are you pushing back on your master’s big black cock?’ I couldn’t say anything, I could feel that I was crying but I just tried to focus on Mistress, orgasm four was getting closer and I still had to give her two more after that. ‘I knew we could make a little faggot cumdump out of my sissy little husbitch. You take that cock slut, you take it all up your whore ass.’ I was staring to feel the soreness in my jaw as the pain in my ass. The two couples sitting on sunken stools were naked and chatting together as they sipped tall drinks. "Well, it looks like we've found the action," Jan whispered. One of the men at the bar noticed them and waved before returning his attention to the two nude women. Mark nodded to the man and Jan smiled as she caught him checking her out."Let's see what the beach is like before we decide where to sit," Mark suggested. Jan held his hand and they soon found the steps leading to the white sand.