Mun kahili aa re ma giha de to bandasethu se anthei padila aau mun ta banda ku patire bharti kari randi ice cream khaila bhali khaili ta banda pura ga...m hei aahuri hard hei gala. se kahutahe randoi lo mo banda aah uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh uuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhh hahhhhh aau jor re aau jor re. mun jetebele dekhili ta banda ta pura hard hei gala setebele taku kahili aare ma giha mate genhi bunu kire.sethu se kahila bedha aaji genhi ki to bia ku mela kari debi raha.sethu mun. I excused myself and padded off, naked, to the bathroom. Finishing my business, I glanced at myself in the mirror. I was looking pretty disheveled. “Emily!” I called out, “I think I’m going to take a quick shower.” “Okay, I’ll bring you a fresh towel in a minute. Go ahead and start. You can use my shower gel and shampoo if you don’t mind smelling ‘girly’.” As I ran the water, I took a sniff. They actually smelled more “sporty” than “girly”, so I decided to use them. I was done washing my. He stood up again, and turned on the light by the couch, bathing my sl**ping wife in light. He lifted her dress up further, exposing her tiny red panties. Reaching in to his pocket, he got out his iPhone and snapped a couple shots. He turned back to look to me and I kept still. Emboldened, he reached up and slowly unbuttoned her dress, exposing her huge tits. She wasn’t wearing a bra, and her giant tits were just sitting there, nipples hardening in the cool air. My cock was rock hard, ready to. He dismounted and walked to the fire pit with several others as Del and I walked to it too. I was not surprised that I stood equal to several including the leader and taller than a few of them. I gestured for the men to take a seat but remained standing myself as I told the story.It took a long time to tell; I hadn't realized that so much had happened. Del smiled and told me privately that the chronicle he was keeping was getting quite big. The men all seemed surprised and stunned. A few asked.