Bandhan: Nosha, I will be honest with you. Your mother is a very sexually active woman. Are you aware of this?I pretended that I knew nothing of this ...ort.Bandhan:Mmmm….your mother is a very charged up woman, not her fault your father is away all year. So she looks for different ways to fill her holes, your mother. She had fucked over twelve men in the week before she came to see me. Can you believe? That is almost more than one every day! She told me about what happened in the garage..she told. .......................want to know more?. Kit was an independent girl, short for her eighteen years at 5’3 with a slender, curved in all the right places, well proportioned body. She had long chocolate brown hair that hung down to her waist when she wore it loose and warm honey brown eyes, a petite nose and full lips which she tended to purse when she was thinking about something. She wore glasses; she needed them for reading, though because her parent’s were both executive-types, her frames were always stylish and in-mode. Currently. Daisy curtseying, and he touching his forelock, as was the custom, she bade them sit and asked how they were enjoying married life. Daisy was one of those robust young country lasses, that was a little assertive, and rather straight forward, though she knew her place. Her husband a tall, well-built lad called Jack, outwardly more quiet but it was he who answered, saying that, “They lived with her mother, Sadly his own folk living in cottage so tiny it had no room for them as well and though.
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