" She chuckled, "so you must be on hand to correct it at a moment's notice!" "I know, but sometimes, with work and his school and sports, it's so i...convenient to bring him to the basement!" Pamela sipped her drink, and smiled, nodding. "You know, I hadthat problem too last year when he changed schools. My job andhis location and schedule made impromptu correction almost impossiblein my home dungeon. And when he came home for weekends or holidaynaturally he was usually on his best. Sardarjine kathine tyala huskavun laavla. sardarji:”aare ithe tar ranti prani pan yetat”. aai:”ho baba, mhanun mi tumlhala rakhanila basayala sangat aste, tumhi mazya sobat ugach kashala kaam karta?”. sardarjila te patla. sardarji:” bara beta, pan tu pan savadh raha”. boltana tyacha laksha kopryatil potyat lapetleya bandukikade gela.Sardarji:’hi banduk konachi?’. aai:’aamchi, ka baba?’. sardarji:”tula chalavta yete?’. aai:’ho’. sardarji hasla:’ya junya bandukene kay honar, navin banduk havi”.. She made long strokes up and down the length of my shaft and licked the head with her tongue while I played with her boobs. I started pushing up each time her mouth came down. We were both moaning with pleasure. I squeezed her breasts and pinched her nipples and she sucked hard on my cock. I had lasted almost three minutes this time when she pulled off and told me that her jaw was starting to get sore and asked me how much longer it would be before I shot again. I told her that I didn’t. The rehearsal and dinner went off without a hitch as did the stag night. Pete’s fiancée, Amy, placed me in charge of keeping Pete out of jail and getting him to the church on time and in decent shape. We went to a club near the local university and there were a group of girls there who, once they heard he was getting married, decided that Pete’s fidelity needed to be challenged. They spent most of the night dragging him onto the dance floor, bumping and grinding with and against him to see if.