”Me: “kyun bahaar lund dhand rahi thi? Mama chodte nahi hai?”Mami: “are wo kya chodega mujhe uska dhang se khada bhi nahi hota uska nikal jaat... hai pani fir me chut me ungli karke shaant hoti hun. Ab se tujhe meri chut ki bhukh ka dhyan rakhna hoga.”Me: “ji mami aapko shikayat ka mauka nai dunga. Par abi aap munh me lo mera kabse hila rahi ho.”Mami: “bahot jaldi hai tujhe munh me deneki haan… Chal le leti hun munh me tu aaj mera munh chod pehle bas.”Fir me unko munh ko chodne laga ekdum andar. Yeah, I don't trust the average Canadian as far as I can throw him or her. I have dual citizenship. I'm forever a citizen of the United Arab Emirates as well as a citizen of the Confederation of Canada rather than simply 'Canadian'. And I can't thank my parents enough for that. Too many immigrants from the Caribbean, Latin America, Asia, Africa and the Middle East fall for the multicultural myth that Canadians peddle to newcomers. Canada doesn't welcome newcomers with open arms unless they're. Her green eyes twinkled playfully. ‘Do you never tire of rejection, my lord?’ ‘Perhaps I would stop asking if I knew why you always refuse,’ he baited. ‘That’s one of the reasons I respect you. You are persistent. That quality will serve you well in life.’ She rose from the wall and stretched her body. She knew that Otto was admiring her frame, so she lingered in the pose, arching her back for his benefit. The chain mail beneath the tunic rattled as she moved. Her few curves were hidden by the. Inside they marvelled at the countless displays of music memorabilia.Seated side by side they ordered the original legendary burger and a twisted shake. As they waited, their eyes were drawn to the numerous souvenirs on display. “I can’t believe there is something that can draw your eyes away from my great cleavage!” She teased, pressing her tit to his arm.His eyes lowered to her revealing mounds, and he smiled. “I’m just teasing you,” she smiled and kissed him. “I love you, Dan. you have made.