“Mr Rogers, have you ever heard of a script doctor?” he asked.“No I haven’t,” I replied.“How about meeting me for coffee, so that we can t...lk about it. That is, if Janet hasn’t poisoned the waters,” Harris suggested.“Sure, we can talk,” I agreed. “The best place for coffee and a chat is the local McDonalds.” The arrangement was for an hour later, since he was going to see Janet first. “Be careful Harris, she has been studying MMA, and she is pissed.”“Yes I know. I’m bearing an olive branch,” he. After all I had been away from her all day.Beth understood my feelings and didn't get upset or jealous. She understood that the loss of my parents had something to do with my, well obsession, with Alyssa. Taking care of the baby in the evenings was a good thing, it gave Beth a chance to relax and have some time for herself instead of being a mother on call all the time.We had called Beth's parents when Alyssa was born but had to leave a message because they were on another long trip. I don't. Ramesh uncle sofe par baithe the unhone bimla ko apne pairo ke bich mai niche bithaya aur lund muh mai de diya john uncle nai bra kholi mummy ke bade bade chuche nange ho gaye johhn un ko kas kas ke daba raha tha mummy ggggguuuu kar rahi thisuresh nai mummy ka peticot aur pantee uttar di mummy ke mote mote chuttad dekh ke hairan ti suresh uncle nai mummy ke chuttado par khinch ke 4-5 thappad mare bahut tez awaz aayi chuttado par hath ke lal nishan pad gaye mummy chikhi apne hath chutado par le. .it was....interesting. Is this what you do in here? Sometimes...when it's quiet.She was standing next to me when I put my arm around her waist and pulled her close. Nothing was said. I knew she was hot. She turned to me and we kissed, deep and wet. My swollen dick pressed against her belly. She reached down and squeezed it through my slacks.I raised her skirt, slipped my hands down under her panties and squeezed that great ass with both hands. I pushed her panties down and she stepped out of.