Tabhi usne kha chal ulta ho.uski baat sunte hi mera dil dhadak utha ab me smjha ki wo kya maarne ki baat kr rha tha.main waha se jana chahata tha par ...sne mujhe pakd liya or bola kaha jata hai.tune hi to kaha tha maar le ab to marunga.such me dosto meri hwa kharab ho gai.maine socha aaj to gye kaam se.usne mera laund pakd liya or use sahlane laga. Or bola ghabra mat kuch nhi krunga thodi der me chale jana Main fir bhi nhi mana or usse kha ki mujhe chod do . Magar usne mujhe bhut tite pakd rakha. Meri mummy ki chuchiyan bhi ekdam tight hai aur jab bhi wo chalti hai to dekhne walo ke lund bhi unki chuchiyo ki tarah upar neeche hote hai.Ab to jabse meri mallu mummy leela dusro ke lund lene lagi thi , wo aur chudasi ho gayi thi aur sex bhi bad gaya tha unme.Aur figure to aisa ho gaya tha ki jawano ko chodo ab to budge bhi meri mallu mummy ko dekhkar apna lund masalte the aur gande ishaare karte the aur double meaning baatein karte the.Meri mallu mumny bhi ek pakki raand ki tarah apni. Music was blasting, multi-color flashing out of every window in the house, and you could see the shadows of people dancing and doing other things. As soon as I walked in I was surrounded by people congratulating me and patting me on the back. Heading to the basement, I grabbed one of the drinks on the table, knowing that's where the real fun was at. Down in the basement I pushed past the half naked people dancing and moved to the back wall were knew Rachael was waiting. I walked up behind her. It was a different type of debt – one without dollar signs. ========== I stopped off at the locksmith’s on my way home. It was a one-man shop. Randy was that man. His wife, or at least I assumed she was, was behind the counter with him. They looked like they were getting ready to close. ‘Good evening, Mrs. Henderson,’ Randy announced when I walked up to them. How he remembered my name, I had no idea. ‘Hi,’ I smiled, my new-found wealth spilling out in happiness, ‘I’m here to bring my account.