Humalog ghar aye kafi thak chuke the sam ho gai thi mata ji jaldi kichan ki tarf gai rat ke khane ki tayari karne meri dono bahan mataji ki madad kar ...hi thi ek gante me khana redy ho gaya thori der ke bad hum sab log milkar khana khane lage .khana aaj majedar bana tha sab uski tarif kar rahe the .hum kana kha kar sab bate kar rahe the mery choty bahan ne khah bhaya chalo gardanChalte he hum pancho gardan gaye waha garden goll sheph metha humne dhire gumte huve 5 round mare or ek jagah bheth. Pinching their nipples. Ohh,my nipples were so hard.MY nipples! Suddenly I was fully awake.It was dark... too dark to see, but I had no doubt at all that this was nota dream. When my dreams feel real, it's just the illusion of reality - thedetails are only there when I look for them. Now I could feel all thedetails: My face pressing against the pillow, with no stubble. My smoothlegs, so short that my toes could not reach the foot of the bed. My manpressing against my backside...As I lay there,. He begins to pound into her. I raise up tolick her slit and his shaft. At my own dick I can feel someone else getonto the other end of the dildo. I look down to see Steph guiding itinto her. Then I also feel Sara drop down onto my prick. Again we allbegin to start to rock. I continue to lick away at my wifes slit. As Ido I keep feeling Matt's balls rub onto my face. I take the hint andmove my attention back a little. I take his balls into my mouth and playwith them with my tongue. I. I often teased Linda by telling her I found her through an add in the paper She was the secretaryfor a singles group I found through the Mercury. We started dating and I never had a chance. Wemarried on July 26,1974. Linda's mom, dad and our two boys attended the wedding at state line inNevada. We moved into the house I had in San Jose and Linda turned it into a home. We stayed in SanJose until we decided the country was a better place to raise a family than the city. We moved to SanMartin 30.