Woh boli karna ,mein tujhe mana thodi karungi.meine kaha kiss hoonth pe karna hai.woh boli hai ram ,kya bol raha hai.meine achanak bhabhi ke hoonth ch...mne laga.woh virodh kar rahi thi par mein uske hath pakad liye.kiss khatam hone ke baad woh bolne lagi, arre nalay apni bhabhi ke saath kya karta hai.tu harami hai re.mein tere bare kya kya sochti thi..tuje bhola bhala acha ladka samajthi thi….haram ki aulad..meine bola kutiya computer pe xxx dekhti hai aur abhi natak karti hai…sali aaj tujhe. She grinned and they came together for a huge hug. "I can never thank you enough for doing this for us Jason", she whispered in his ear. "Beth, aren't you going to give Uncle Jason a hug?"Beth shyly came over, and they hugged for the first time in years. "I missed you baby girl, you grew up on me," Jason said, as he squeezed her tightly.Beth thought, "Wow, was that Uncle Jason? He looked a lot cuter than I remember." She saw his arms wrap around her mom, and couldn't help but admire his toned. It wasn’t till after he left that she thought to shut down the TV and DVD. There still on the screen was the still image of the slutty one being bent over the kitchen table so that the metre reader could enter her from behind. In a panic, Jen checked the sight-lines to where the old gardener had sat. He would have had to crane his neck, but she could not be sure he hadn’t seen the TV.AS she pondered the possibility, she felt herself getting warm with dread of being caught. Shit!!! Why did this. I would not spank any woman without her express permission. You have admitted you've erred. Grievously. You said yourself. What you did was unconscionable. Unforgivable. But...” He smiled like the Cheshire cat and ran his eyes over her with a hungry, assessing gaze. “But you're a lucky girl. I am a forgiving man. As long as I know you're truly sorry. And that you will take a lesson from this experience.” His grip on her upper arms was now no more that a firm caress. He was looking into her.