”Me – (Darr ke) ji madam, aap jaisa kahoge mai waisa karungaSudeshna madam – sabse pehle tum jo kapade pehne ho woh sab utaroMe – (shockingly)...madam mai aapke saamne kapade kaise utar sakta hoon?!!Sudeshna madam – uarte ho ya abhi le ke chalu tumhe sir ke paas, woh tumhare kapade utarwa ke tumhe kane se pitenge fir tum baat sunna sikhogeMe – (darr ke) nahi madam, sir se matt boliyega, aap jaisa kahoge mai waisa karta hoonAur fir main eek ek kar k apne kapade jo utarna shuru kar diye. ab mai. “And here I go!” Sandra replied as she dove into her daughter’s muff spreading the labia apart “Well Sandra this will be very different from masturbating yourself as you do, get ready to cum harder and more than you ever have in your entire life my dear!” Janice said one last time before she began to work furiously on her daughter’s pussy and clit. Janice began to breathe heavily as her mother worked on her pussy and soon her body was being wracked by the unmistakable spasms of a humongous. Her plans were to do her performance and leave. She liked the Stones music but she didn't want the big crowds to battle upon exiting the stadium. She had been there once to see a state championship football game when her high school lost the title to a bunch of "fucking niggers," the angry coach at that time bellowed. Erin Mathison thought that coach was the world's biggest jerk. What he needed at the time was a big black fist crushing in his nose.As she finished the second number there was. I watched as Kelly carried her pitcher around and was filling glasses. I was on my third beer when I could not find my wife. She had disappeared, I found her outside dancing with a mafia type who was at least 6’4′ and shirtless. He was all over her on the dance floor he was trying to feel her tits and she was teasing him all the way. I watched until the song ended and I was grabbed by Janice and led out to the dance floor and she and I were dancing when she asked which stewardess I was with. I.