Raat ko dinner ke baad 10:30 pm baje sab apne bedroom me sone gaye, mey living room me beth ker bhabhi aur Rameshbhai jo baat kar rahe the vo sunraha ...ha, Ramesh ne bhabhi ki chudai ki lekin use satisfied nahi karsaka. Bhabhi use samjane ki koshish ker rahi thi lekin vo suntahi nahi tha, akhir mey bhabhi room se bahar nikali aur bathroom me gayee, bathroom se jab vapas ayee tab mene bhabhi ko roka aur bhabhi ka ek hath pakad ke mera garam lund pe muka, bhabhi mera lund pe pyar se hath firane. Then my sweet son just smiled and thanked me for always trying to keep things so positive.After we loaded the dishwasher, Paul excused himself to do his homework. I decided to pour myself a second glass of wine and go take a hot bath. As I ran the water and started to undress, I thought about how tough it must be for my son, and how he turned out so small and shy. As I said earlier, his dad had been a college football player. He wasn’t a star mind you, but he did play a lot. And he was. When you were young, Christmas held all kinds of wonder, and you were practically the perfect model for Santa’s nice list, but the older you got, the worst your Christmas experiences became. The earliest instance was after your youngest sisters’s 5th birthday. By then, she became the family favorite, and even though that Christmas saw everyone take a cut in value, yours was cut the worst: a single stick of gum. To a kid of 6 years old, yes, this was a pretty big disappointment, but next year. Slacks, dark wig, knit top, Mary Jane flats, fake glasses. I can?t risk any clothing interference when I grab her. Oh boy, that car next to hers is moving. I?ll grab that spot. Check the remote side door opener. OK. Works. Check chloroform. OK. Now. Go into store, confirm. Purchases? No. Take cart. Mustn?t look suspicious. Where is she? Next aisle? No. Next? No. Ah there she is! Yes! It is she! My love, my future bride, my sex slave! I can see her now, festooned with chains, gagged,.