Maa boli-“kya re isse nehi chiyee?”mai sharma gaya.Ma ne mousi ko eise dhakka diya ke o mere lap me aake giri aur unka haat mere erect rod ko chua...Mousi boli-“suvam to mujhe mouf karde,tu jo karna chata ha kar”mai turant mousi koapne baho mai jakad liyi aur unhe kiss karte jarahata karte jarahata,ma boli-“sirf muh hi chuse ga?”e bolke mere pas aake mere lips pe ek french kiss karke mousi ki sari utar di,mere same mouse sirf blouse aur peticote pe thi mai mousi se bola-“mousi mai aapko kuch. Kara and Mark stressed the importance of nighttime recon, a concept the Hopewell at first found shocking. But the value of the work soon became obvious, and it led to the plan that now involved almost every member of the Hopewell tribe between 10 and 95 local years of age. Their home village was currently occupied by infants and toddlers in the great common lodge, being cared for by young children and handfuls of great grandparents.Kara saw the wind dying down. All thought of the last 10 days. I removed my shirt.She was looking at me with surprise. Now I was only introuser. When I began to lay myself on top of her and she cried out, “Stop it.I am your aunt. I convinced her by saying, don’t worry chachi. This is a partof my massage therapy. I finally laid myself on her with my chest pressing hersoft boobs and my face on her hairy armpits. I took my tongue out and startedlicking her armpits which tasted like a sweat with little bit of perfume. ThenI got up and massaged both of her. Or maybe just no military presence. I continued on into town without any of the guard stopping me, so hopefully that meant things really were peaceful. At the entrance, I stopped and spoke to one of the guards.“There’s a mine just back the road from here, it had some bandits in it.”He nodded. “Yes, we know, citizen. We don’t have enough strength to take them out.”“You didn’t hear what I said. It HAD some bandits in it. Now it doesn’t. You might want to talk to whoever in this town does things.