I had long fingers with even longer, highly polished rednails. Blonde hair fell in front of my face. I turned around and lookedin the mirror again.S...unning. I was stunning. A lush mass of radiant blonde hair framed aperfect all-American bombshell face - big, blue eyes, a pert little nose,and luscious lips that just formed a perfect little "o" expression. I wasalmost lost in my reflection and hardly noticed the fog in my head. Islowly scanned the rest of my body. My breasts were even. ”Abbu maine bhi aapko lund masalte huye dekha tha khwab mein aur fir aapko Ammi ko chodte huye dekha tha. Tab se mein aapke lund se chudne ke liye mar rahi hoon” Yousuf ka dil ki dhak dhak kar raha tha apni beti ki baat sun kar.Yousuf ne Saira ki panty kheench kar uttar dali aur usski nangi gaand par haath fera yousuf ka lora tann ke rod jaisa ho gya ussko sara nazara aik ajeeb khawab nazar aa raha tha. Phir dono aik dusre ke hont choosney lage.Ussne ne apne haath Saira ke hips pe rakh diye.. He reached under the dresser and pulled out a couple of Playboy magazines. I had seen such things before because my dad kept a few in the rack next to the toilet in plain view.He told me that his uncle had a whole collection that he had found and he takes a couple out of the box and looks at them for a while and then rotates them with two new ones.We started thumbing through them, past the articles (anyone that says they get Playboy for the articles is totally full of shit!) We would kiss and. “I pray for all our children to grow up safely as responsible adults, to respect their parents and to love their fellow man.“I pray that politicians will tell us the truth and put the interests of the people ahead of their own interests.”“Mr. Feinberg, how do you feel after doing this for sixty years?”“Like I’m talking to a dam wall!”This is compliments of Joe Smart:INTERESTING OBSERVATION 1. The sport of choice for the urban poor is BASKETBALL. 2. The sport of choice for maintenance level.