Uske baad mera lund dheere dheere khada ho gaya. Dadi ne dekh liye aur mujhe bohut sharam aayi. Dadi ne fir haste hue bola, “Mera Shravan jawan ho g...ya hai ab.”Fir maine dadi ko bola ki aap jaao main ab naha lunga. Dadi fir haste hue chali gayi. Uske baad se pata nahi kyu mujhe bohut horny feel ho raha tha. Jab bhi dadi ko bra petticoat mein dekhta mera khada ho jata tha. Aur mujhe dadi ko chodne ka man karta.Ek raat maine dadi ko bola ki uss raat main unke sath sounga. Dadi maan gayi. Raat ke. “Hey, I’ve drank before!” Ken protested, then looked into the can. “...just not this much. And not straight vodka.”“Well, we forgot to pick up orange juice.” Lauren laughed, then looked around her. “Isn’t this part of the city sweet?”“Yeah, it’s pretty fucking sweet.” Ken found himself saying. He kept moving his jaw around, or making weird movements with his face, just to test his muscles and see if he was getting drunker or something. “Come on.” Ken’s fascination with his face muscles was cut. Muscular legs clad in dark fishnets led up to a fitand toned ass, a long tail swishing from side to side while just abovethe words "Hakuna My Tatas" were inked into their orange fur. A sparklythong was practically invisible from behind as it slid between theircheeks, but did nothing to hide the impressive cock forming a bulge in itfrom the front. Climbing up further gave way to firm, well-define abswith a bejewelled naval piercing, below the biggest pair of tits Nala hadever seen. Bouncy, perky. I've been looking everywhere," she said sadly, "But there's not much around and now we live out here I can't get into town on my own either, can I."She looked as annoyed as I felt."And if anyone thinks I'm cycling all that way to work they're joking," she added, "So I'm here for now, with you."No way could either she or I afford a car or motorbike and buses were rare enough to be extinct and I now realised that I was in the same predicament. The difference between us however was that while my.