Par war kuch nahi main ghar aa jaunga aur hum aunty aur tu celibrate karenge kyu aunty tik kaha na maine aunty.,.. Haste huye ha tik hai main khana pr...pare kar lungi me…. K ajay done raha ajay… K yar me….. K yar main chalta hu b’day pe aunga k aunty namaste aunty…. K beta namastey aur main gharki liye nikal liyamaine bahar ajay ko bola “yar tu fikar mat kar main whisky le aunga” ajay…..Yar maa ke samne me…. Yar uski fikar tu mat kar aunty ko main mana lunga k bye ajay… K bye aur main ghar chala. "Bernice looked at him and said, "Hush, you are just 63 and I am 60 we havebeen through tough times and you know what we can do it again."Bernice was one incredible woman she would show him, Fred, the backbone heneeded sometimes to trudge ahead.He started walking and he saw the barn and said, "That twister didn't takethat barn."Bernice said, "See, God shows nothing is too great for us."Well first Fred got to his 2 1/2 ton GMC truck and drove it to the pile ofdebris and after shutting it off. Her eyes never left mine. “Go ahead,” she nudged, “Finish what you started.”I was too fucking hard to argue. My hand started stroking up and down my young cock again. I watched her eyes fall to watch my labor. She took a step into the bathroom and leaned back on the wall. I couldn’t take my eyes off her body as I stroked faster. Her panties were balled in my other fist. I watched as she pushed a finger between the lips of her pussy. Her smile was wicked, her eyes, naughty. “Put those panties. " For the next day I wrestled with the thought of calling off my bignight. I thought if I told Jennifer I had changed my mind about it,we could eventually forget everything that had happened. I evenplanned my conversation with her, hopeful that I could find a wayto permanently bring back all of the love and affection that wasonce a constant in our lives. Finally my birthday came. It fell on a Thursday night. That day atwork I continued to turn over the possibilities in my mind. Wouldgiving up.