Naga 2 perum poi dirctor ra pathom.Avaru kita yalauku ok nu sonom.So antha dirctor yagala poi yan ammava kudikidu vara sona.So na poi yan amma va vara...sona.Avalum vantha.Director yaga 2 peraum vilila poga sona.So naum jay um vilila vanthom.Bt ulla yana nadakudunu yagaluku pakka asai ya eruduche.Ok nu naka window valiya pakka arambichom.Dic yan ammaoda lips la kiss panikidu erudha.2 perum oru 15 mis mari mari lip sa sappikidu erdhaga.Then avan yan amma oda yala dress saum remove panuna.Amma va. So we were matched up.When we managed to trek to the suite, braving a Chicago cabby and a real live blizzard, the accommodations really looked pretty good. Especially when we realized that the piece of paper they gave us, meant for the VIP of course, authorized us to use room service and by extension the bar at the airlines expense. We wondered if they would survive the financial hit we might put on them that night.What interested me in this mess was the name we were being housed under. Not. Lisa was on the bed. Pat was already naked and Lisa told him to fuck her. He knew what to do. He got out her 10 inch dildo, got on the bed next to her and shoved the dildo into her pussy. As he moved the dildo roughly in and out of her, she started to suck his cock. She was like a wild woman. She was pulling, grabbing, and sucking him hard. The loud sounds she was making possibly could be heard by the neighbors. She had two more orgasms before Pat was hard enough to replace the dildo. Pat was. “Good morning, my little love! How are you this morning?”“Still sleepy, Daddy.”“Would you like to set the table for me?”She nodded, while she yawned, and went to the drawers that held the utensils and set out knives, forks, and spoons for nine places. She was setting out glasses for orange juice when her sisters came in.“Good morning, my darlings.”Each of the girls said “Morning, Daddy” in one form or another. And they took their places at the table. Except for Penelope, who set paper napkins.