Achanak eka stopwar bus thambli.ani ek ladies maza shejari yeun basali.mi zopet asalyamule mi kahi laksh dile nahi.parantu achanak maza hat tichya boo...var padala.mala watle ki melo aata.mi zara dabaycha prayatna kela tar kay ulat tinech maza hatavar hat thevala aani dabu lagli.mi tar awakach zalo.arthat aanand zala.mag kay mi topwarunach dabu laglo.mag zara aat hat takla aani bra chya aat dabu laglo.tiche nippal kadak lagat hote.tar ti mhanaje kon he mala nntar samzale ki ti suddha ek collge. "I shouldn't tell you.", smiled Marge, "It would take away all the fun." There was a long moment of silence. Tina's mind was racing. Part of her told her to grab the opportunity and part of her told her to forget it. Finally she looked up at Marge. Her voice was quivering as she gave her answer, "I'd like to try it.", she said. "O.K.", said Marge, "You can expect a call in the next few days. The name is Sir Robert." Tina barely remembered the rest of the day. For the next couple of days, in. Bynum.A pretty woman about 40 came from a room at the rear of the house. She was dressed in a pants suit that Ed could see cost more than he made in a month. Her hair looked like she had just come from a beauty parlor and her makeup was flawless. She approached Ed with a look of consternation on her face."I just talked to you detectives about 2 hours ago," she snapped."Mrs. Bynum, My name is Ed Harold. I'm a private investigator. This is a little delicate, can we go somewhere private?" he. I turned the volume up as far as it would go. Their conversation echoed in my room as I heard my mother ask Mark if she looked like the whore of his desires.Mark shook his head up and down as eyes focused on her body constricted in the tight leather dress. He slobbered over himself, expressing how sexy she looked and that she could dress like that anytime for him. He also conveyed he wanted her to leave her shameless clothes on while the fucked!Mom spoke sarcastically and said "good! I was.