"I drink some more whiskey, trying to assume a man-to-man face, as ifI'm a player and not some sap who has just been caught with his pantsdown."What i... this gift then?" I say, trying to keep my voice steady."Have you heard of Senator Julia Corsten?" Scoldini asks me.I laugh then."Who hasn't? The most right wing Republican presidential hopeful forthirty years? She is fiercely anti-pornography, anti-gay, and hasstated that transgender people are deviants. Hell, even some liberalwomen voters. Us ke mummy muja bhoot pasand kerth hai.ma aunty ka sara kam ker da that ha jasa bazzar sa sman lana or raju ko panda thak mari aunty or uncle ka sath kafi acchi dosti ho gayi or aunty ke mari mom ka sath aunty aksar mara ghar ma attai rathi hai. Ak din ke baat hai us ka papa ka import or export ka business hai uncle ko apna business ma bhoot bada loss ho gaya or uncle is loss ho gaya or uncle karza ma doob gaya sath ma loss hona ka karn uncle ko heart attack bhi agaya or uncle hospital ma. He reached in from the top and pulled one of my tits out of my shirt and let it bounce. Then he pulled the other one out and let it bounce. At that point he pulled off my coat and then resumed man-handling my tits. He took one of my tits in both hands and squeezing it tight. Then he took the other one and did the same thing. "Big fucking tits," he said. "I love your big fucking tits. Nice and heavy. Still firm." He took one nipple in each hand and pinched them. Then he twisted them. I moaned.. I like showing myself off to you. Can I touch it? Of course, darling. I felt his finger on my asshole. He circled it around, gathering some of the wetness leaking down from my pussy, then pressed his fingertip into me. My husband was fucking me while my son played with my ass. I couldnt hold back any longer. Oh, yes, Im coming, I gasped. My husband and son worked together to bring me off in fine fashion. As soon as my climax subsided, Don was cumming inside me. He grunted and rammed himself.