Uski chut me se aati huEE khushboo mujhe pagalbanna rahi thi.SEEMA AB MAI OUR INTEZAR NAHI KAR SAKATA MAI TUMHARI CHUT CHODANACHAHATA HU DEKHO MERE LU...D KA KYA HAAL TUMANE BANA DALAA. Wo boliBAHANCHOD MAI KANHA MANAA KAR RAHI HOON AAJ TO MERI CHUT KO PHAD HIDALO PLZ ISKO BHOSDA BANA DO MERE PYARE SAAIYAN COMOON FUCK ME NOW JALDI SE APANE LUND SE MUJHE CHODOMADARCHOD, TERI BEHAN JAISE HOON MAIN TUMHARI BEHAN KI CHUT TERE LUND KE INTEZAR ME PYAASI HAIJALDI SE APANA LORRA ANDAR DAL KAR ISKI PYASS. "I love you Terry" I never stopped mum, I never will"She clung to me, moving her hips to meet my thrusts, her eyes wide open and looking into mine,"You're fucking me again Terry" her hands ran down my back onto my buttocks and she heaved herself against me,"I'll always fuck you mum" I kissed her lips hungrily, "Even up to when you're almost due"She looked at me questioningly, "What do you mean darling?" I want you to have a baby mum, my baby, I want to make you pregnant" Oh God Terry" she. Weena was on shift till six, so I'd stop at the shops or the supermarket on my drive home. The mounted maps had come and Des had gotten the maintenance crew to fasten them on the walls. I had lunch twice with Chaz, on the Thursday he told me that his appointment had come through already — rushed because there was no one else — and that his new payscale would take effect in mid-month. When the announcement came from Canberra, our chum Watkins had complained and (apparently) had been told that he. He had pushed his hood back to reveal shoulder length blonde hair, the bluest eyes I’ve ever seen so close up, and something a little more than a 5 o’clock shadow on a square jaw. His t-shirt was tight against his chest, revealing a muscular frame that I immediately wanted to reach out and touch. One muscle clad arm was decorated in a Celtic tattoo which reached all the way to his wrist. My slow perusal of this sexy godlike man ended at eye level and I wondered what lay under those tight jeans..