She scrolled up to the photo Maddy had shared two days before, of Maddy and himself in bed."I don't think it's fair the way she treated you at the bal...park last Wednesday, nor that she's been coming to bed every night in a skimpy nightie, but not letting you touch her."She handed the phone to Scott. He looked at the picture, and then without asking permission, he started to scroll through the other texts his wife had sent Shelly."I'm wearing this drab outfit, because Madeline said I wouldn't be. So, let me start the sex story. Our pm ordered us to exchange the old rs 1000 and rs 500 notes with new notes in order to curb black money corruption. I was shocked to hear the announcement because I had around 2 lacs cash with me in my home. It was the money I received from my kitty party. I asked my husband to find the solution but he was busy in his own world.So, I decided to take the matter in my own hands and went to RBI to get it exchange. There, I was shell-shocked to see the long long. Well, it’s more of a run than a jog – she clearly takes this seriously. Her tight running gear suggests that there’s not an ounce of fat on her. We can’t quite make out her face under her baseball cap.She runs past a familiar figure and we cut from our drone camera to a hand-held shot at eye level. That familiar figure is our regular host, Charley, and she’s soaking up the sun in a sexy off-the-shoulder dress. It’s low enough up top to show off ample cleavage from her bolt-on fakes, and the now. I smiled at my son. “Happy New Year, Matt. Uhm, what are you doing here? Besides smoking my dope?” I grinned, showing him I was not upset. “Bring that over here, son.” Matt got off the chair and walked over to my side of the bed. His cock was swaying as he came towards me. He handed me the joint with a grin, stopping just in front of me, his thick shaft hanging just in front of my face. “Mom said I should tell you guys she’s making breakfast.” I exhaled and handed the joint back to him. He took.