Bharti: Hahaha!Rahul: Main? Main kab waise ghuma mom!Sarika: Haan to aise hasna band karo warna bata doongi kab.Iske baad Sarika Bharti ko dekh boli: ...um is par dhyan mat do beta, ye bhi tumhari maa ke tarah hai, style aur fashion inhe nahi pata.Bharti: Hahaha! Haan aunty, main dhyaan nahi deti ye sab.Kavita tab Sarika se boli: Tu iska zyada sath mat de Saru, tujhe ise samjhani chahiye ki aise kapde nahi pehanne chahiye.Bharti: Maa, aapna bass chup hi raho.Sarika: Offo Kavita, usne kuch utni. The sky above was a thoroughly filthy coal-black colour, like the ashes left in the grate when the fire had been left to snuff out. Or maybe like the smudged newsprint on Edward's fingers when it was finally his turn to read the Daily Mirror, impatiently turning the pages to the cartoons. He especially liked the Jane comic strip: the girl who sometimes managed to lose most of her clothes to the delight of British servicemen and to the dismay of his tut-tutting mother."Golly! It really is. What you did, suggesting I sleep with Sis, is unforgivable. Tomorrow, I'm afraid I'm going to have to give you a very thorough spanking. I might even have to tie you up first, just to make sure you learn your lesson."Susan's face beamed so brightly that it practically turned night into day. "I stand corrected," she giggled as she rubbed her clit. "I promise I'll be a good mommy from now on." You'd better," he mock blustered, but he was all smiles too. "By the way, you're not even gonna kiss me. "Show Lulu how big your prick is." "Good idea," said Tiffany. She pulled slightly away from Lulu, and guided her prick so that the hot shaft was resting against the lower part of Lulu's tummy, as they stood near each other. Tiffany exerted an upward thrusting motion with her cock, and felt it lodge against the massive weight of Lulu's knockers. Thanks to the saliva and the jism that had been deposited on them recently, Lulu's boobs now glistened like two flesh-colored bowling balls, and.