“ tumne mujhse jhuth kyo bola. ? “Without looking at him she charged that why he lied to her. Nandu looked at her and asked with folded hand,“ k...a jhuth, Maine aapse kabhi jhuth nahi kaha…”Hearing him she got angry and said that she will get his wife and daughters sold in the market , get them fucked with dogs..she charged him that why he did not said that that bastardised headmaster has fucked all other lady teachers and spoiling young girls.“ betichod, teri bibi aur betio ko bazaar mey bech. Arthur was stroking his cock.“Do you want to fuck her Arthur?” I said.“I would,” he replied, “but she looks like she’s just about had enough for this evening.”“She just needs a quick shower to freshen her up,” Dad said. “I tell you what Arthur, why don’t you take her upstairs, let her shower and then you can stay the night.”“What, sleep with her you mean?” He said, “l haven’t shared a bed with a woman since Eve passed away.”“Take her Arthur,” he said, “she’s yours for the night, do what you. In fact, Marie said, this woman must have been a stripper in her younger days, maybe 40 years before. With tits like that, it would have been impossible to find any other work, she jokedSo there she is rotating her mams in huge circles, and that was all her husband needed. In about 15 seconds he began to smile and grunt. His orgasm may have felt good to him, Marie said, but it wasn't too impressive to watch. Two, maybe three drools of thin, white liquid dribbled out into the tissue he was. Moira's father used the house only to sleep in his wing, as usual, so the mansion was almost empty of life. This started to change when Moira, first came to stay and keep her mother company on weekends from time to time. She and her mother started going out to the movies or the theater, with a glass of wine later in some fashionable place during the later weekends that she stayed.Moira, unlike some of her male colleagues, her father not included for obvious reasons, never used her prerogatives.