Aur jab yabaat mujhe pata chala toh mai gussa ho gya Phir neha didi akkker mujhe samjhne lagii ki mai bhi nhi jaa rhi hua tention mat mai bhi hua tera...sath toh mai maan gya .Toh sab koi chala gya toh sham ka waqt tha toh mai neha didi ka sath unka ghar chala thora dur tha toh unka pass scotter tha usmai beithkar aur apna kapda laker toh jab mai scooty mai bethie didi mera agge bethie thi toh scotty chala rhi thi ki acchnak mera lund kahda ho gya aur acchnak mujhe accha lagna lagaPhir maine apna. Mr. Gibson is my father." He picked up the mug of beer and looked around. The saloon was a large rectangular shaped room. Tyler could see a "money wheel" at one end. People made bets as to which number would stop under a flexible finger type peg on one side of the wheel. The operator would spin the wheel and if it stopped on your number you won; winners were few and far between. There was also a Faro game and a craps table. Faro was a dying game in his time, but Tyler recognized the craps. "Next weekend. It's just going to be a small wedding", he said. "OK, so is she moving in or are we moving out?", I asked. "Well there is a problem there son. We both live in two bedroom apartments, and Kate has a daughter named Ally. I don't know if I've mentioned her before, but she's the same age as you and I she goes to your school. You probably know her. Anyway, with us both having two bedroom apartments, and with you and Ally, we don't really know what to do", he said. "Kate has suggested. I could just see that they had stopped and turned back to the car, and were looking through the front windscreen, having a good look at me, girlfriend’s (well, not ex-girlfriend’s) pussy. Just at that moment, Sarah’s whole body quivered with a really strong orgasm. She lifted her bottom off the car seat and thrust the lower part of her body up, giving those guys an even better look at her. As Sarah’s orgasm faded, I took my finger out of her, expecting her to close her legs, but she didn’t,.