The huts were made of bushes and wood.our grandfather told us that one was ours and other was of the labours who work on the field for us.we reached t...e hut.it had only one broken cot.so my grandfather used to sleep on the cot and two of us on the floor.all around the hut there were only fields with crops upto miles.nothing was visible accept the crops.in the north we had the ganga.the place was cool even in summers because of ganga.light breeze always blew and the place was really a new. Time for you to do the same.” Alison said, and pointed to the bathroom. “What?” I said, completely confused. Alison walked over and grabbed my cock, before sticking her tongue down my throat and kissing me. Immediately my dick stirred and I returned the kiss passionately. It was a great kiss in truth, and I pulled her closer yet to get my hands around her big arse. Alison then moved her hand inside my shorts, her warm and rough hand stroking my cock softly. I moved my right hand off her arse. ‘It will be a tough few weeks but in the end he is a survivor and will put this loss into perspective. Coming out the other side of his grief a stronger person,’ Ian reflected as he rinsed off and stepped from the shower. The stone floor was cold, a shock from the steaming shower, toweling off he looked at himself in the mirror. ‘Not too bad for the number of years put on the old body,’ he thought, reaching for his Acqua Di Parma shaving gel he looked over his body as he lathered his face. At. ...believe it or not...I found out further along that she never breast fed one k**...greedy I know...they were all watching a movie in our bedroom and so I decided to hang out in the living room area...for some reason Tiffany pulled away from the movie and didn't leave my side...she began doing foolish things...pretending her boob's were so big they kept slipping out her shirt as she played with her 9 month old on the floor.....I could see her on the corner of my eye as she kept adjusting them.