A valuable tool, one that is useful, unlike algebra or knowing where and when the battle of Gettysburg took place."That got a small laugh."Finished? O..., Now watch, and I'll do this fast." He wrote out the whole alphabet in cursive in a few seconds, ending with a curling flourish. "When I was in grade school, back in the last century sometime, gaslights and all that, a hundred years ago, I won't tell you when, but the Wright brothers were behind me in school, we had to learn to write our letters. 30 min baad mene doggy style pe karke unka gand ka ched chatne gand kafi bada tha. Bht accha lg raha tha.Tabhi aunty ne kaha 69 postn mein ane kaha aur 69 me ho gaya woh mera lund zor zor se choosne lge aur mein bhi unki chot ko chatne lga ese kuch der krne baad aunty ne bola aab apna lund mere andar dal de aur baradz nhi hota aur mein uth kar mami ke khol kar uske beech baith ne lga aur woh mera lund pakar kar apni chot ke ched mein set kr liya aur mujhe dhakka dene ko bola pehle dhake mein. Ben desperately hoped for an affirmative answer to his next question. He took a quivering breath and asked, "Is he behind you?" "Mmm hmmm" Ben moaned softly into the phone. They had moved on without his assistance. He listened to Sarah's heavy breathing with renewed interest, picturing her on her knees, tits mashed into the mattress, her pretty ass high in the air, Aaron smoothly stroking into her musky depths. Sarah was much more audible now than she had been when they first started, clearly. He appeared to be in his late fifties. His hair was snow white and so fine one could almost see through it. He was one of those people who looks as if they’d never lost their baby fat. His face and hands had a pinkish color that glowed hotter as he struggled to move a well polished, leather briefcase out of the front passenger’s seat. The man appeared slightly nervous as Karen got in, telling him how much she appreciated the ride. It was getting dark, and the man asked if she had a place to.