”“I just wanted you to know I don’t blame you for any of this, this is Dave’s doing.”Then just as quickly as she came she was gone and Dezi ...as back. Dave’s slut spoke loud enough that Dave and several other people, including the desk clerk could hear. “Hey everyone, let’s go fuck.” and she grabbed our hands and pulled us toward the elevator.“Room 414.” Dave says as he manages to hand me a key card as Dezi is dragging us along. Once in the elevator he takes out his phone and text’s Tony the. “In 1975” He answered “Why do you ask?”“You were in my class!” I exclaimed.He looked at me closely. Then, that ugly, old, bald, wrinkled faced, fat-arsed, grey-haired, decrepit son-of-a-birch asked “Oh Really? What did you teach?”This group is compliments of a Friend of J & G.A man dies ‘in the act’ after taking Viagra and rigor mortis has set into his private parts.The funeral director can’t get the coffin lid nailed on and has to discuss the alternatives with the man’s beautiful young widow.. She was wearing a navy blue dress with buttons down the front, and a silver broach at her left breast. It seemed rather obvious she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her legs were encased in a pair of woolen stockings, and wearing heavy leather shoes that was common in those days. However, in spite of her size, she looked quite attractive for her age. Once we were inside she took our coats and hung them in her closet, then ushered us into her living room. Her house was tastefully decorated for the. Aur mai akhe band kar k unke boobs chusta ja rha tha ye sab kuch 30 mins tak chal rha tha uske bad woo bed per let gaye aur muze apne brest per bhet k meri nuni unke Muh k pass lane ko kaha, maine wesa hi kiya, aur unke dono haath mere badan per ghum rhe the muzeBahot naram garam lag rha tha wo muze dhekte huee pyari smile di aur apni Lal gili jib(tongue)se meri nuni ko touch karne lagi muze to wo ekdam garam aur bahot aajib sa lagne laga kya bata nahi sakta k wo ehsak kesa tha mere liye.. meri.