Phir unhone mujhse kaha ki isko mooh mein lekar dekho ye bohot tasty hota hai. Maine kaha- chee dadaji… Isse to aap peshab karte hain…Isko kaise m...oh mein le sakte hain. Unhone kaha ki maine issey dhoya hua hai aur iska swaad ek baar chakh liya to phir kabhi nahi bhulogi. Maine kaha- achcha? To main isse apne mooh mein kaise loon?Unhone kaha ruko. Aur apna pyjama utar diya aur mujhe kaha ki main neeche apne ghutno par baith jaun. Maine waisa hi kiya. Uske baad dadaji khade hogaye aur apne lode. Dave hailed down a cab and helped Polly inside, directing the driver to their hotel. When they got there, the doorman smiled and nodded at them as they made their way through the revolving doors and into the elegant lobby. Richly coloured Persian rugs softened the well-polished marble floors and as Dave put his arm around her again, she melted into his embrace. Polly instinctively held her head up, telling herself, ‘I do belong here,’ over and over. The people waiting in the lobby watched them. Decimus Smith, returning to his parish at Bombay, and a brigadier-general of the English army, who was about to rejoin his brigade at Benares, made up the party, and, with Mr. Fogg, played whist by the hour together in absorbing silence. As for Passepartout, he, too, had escaped sea-sickness, and took his meals conscientiously in the forward cabin. He rather enjoyed the voyage, for he was well fed and well lodged, took a great interest in the scenes through which they were passing, and. His hand reached for her left breast. "Oh god... yeah... suck it..." Sierra said as she used her hands to push her right breast into his mouth, as his lips wrapped around her nipple. "Mmmm, smother you with those titties of mine?" she said teasingly as she leaned over him, burying his entire head in her cleavage.This was something Joey never wanted to end. Janet had wrapped her entire hand around his balls while Sierra's massive breast was in his mouth, as he continued to suck on it, moaning.