Ye khkar wo thoda chup ho gaye par main unka isaara samajh gayi thi jo meri badi…badi choochiyon aur bhaari chutad ki taraf tha to maine kaha maamu ...ise koi baat nahi ye sab to harmonce ki wajha se hota hai ab aap mumaani ko dekhiye wo mujhse kitni badi hai par unko dekh kar koi nahi kh sakta ki wo saadi…suda hai to maamu bole haan ye baat to hai uske baad hum log idhar..udhar ki baat karte rahe tab maine apni kurti ke upar se apni choochi ko sahlaaya wo bhi maamu ko bhadkaane ke liye kyonki. As they talked, Becca started massaging her girlfriend’s back. Every once in a while, she would plant a kiss on Tracy’s shoulder, or perhaps the back of her neck. Then, another kiss right at the spot where her neck met her shoulder. When she did that, Tracy had been in mid-sentence, and she momentarily lost her train of thought completely.Sadie giggled. “Maybe I should go and leave you two alone,” she volunteered.Tracy smiled. “Don’t worry about it. She’s just trying to distract me,” she. "What the fuck are you doing here?" She asked angrily, "and what the hell, bringing another fat ass with you?" She was wearing a t-shirt and tight jean shorts.Fat Bob started to say something, but Ethan cut him off, "he didn't believe you and I went to college together." Bonnie put her hand on her hip, "so you decided to just show up at my door to prove it." Ethan nodded, as fat Bob blurted, "and to prove he had sex with you." Bonnie looked at them stunned, "we never had sex, what the hell is. “So sexy,” she said. She reached for the nipple clamps on the bed. Sandy heard something but did not know what was happening. Francine kissed her deeply again. As she did, she fastened a clamp to each of Sandy’s tits and let them go, clamping down on the nipples.“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Sandy exclaimed. “Ow! Ow, oh, ooohhh,” she moaned as the pain stabilized. “There you go, pet, feels amazing, doesn’t it?” Francine asked. “Oh my god, Miss! It hurts, but it feels so good, so good. Thank you,.