Have you heard of him? I doubt if you have." There's a Ron Jackson who plays free safety for the Bears. That Ron Jackson?"April was startled by Cindy'... knowledge. "That's him. The defensive players have a beauty contest with their women every year at the end of training camp. God, it's awful. It's like a slave auction with each guy pointing out the best points of his girl. We're all naked, of course. They give demonstrations fucking us in front of all the others. We're supposed to like it, I. She was no slouch when it came to fitness or looking sexy. I did my best to avoid the obvious glance as her assets, but unfortunately, I was not quick enough.I quickly apologized as Regina took note of my obvious screw-up.“That’s OK,” Regina replied, as she proffered a pronounced wink. “I don’t mind.”She crossed her ankles and fumbled nervously with a gold chain hanging around her neck.“Can I ask you a personal question?” Regina began.“Sure,” I replied.“Do you find me attractive?”“Sure,” I. Unke lambhe ghaane baal or unka saari pahne ke andaaz se tho koi bhi bach nhi paaya hai .Humari colony ka harr ladka unhe chodne ke sapne dektha hai .Ab mein aap sab ko apni story per lata hu . Aunty ka naam vasundra hai. Unka ghar humari building ke ground floor per hai .Jaha wo apne husband or apne 3 bachho ke sath rehti hai. Jayda tar mein aunty ko uss nazar se nhi dekhta tha per ek din jab wo humare ghar aayi .Tab sab kuch badal sa gya ,hua aisa tha ki aunty meri mummy se unki favourite. I then tell you to undo the rest of the buttons on your shirt and let it open to reveal the perfect tits that you know I love so much. At this point we are finished the main course of the meal and you ask if you could please serve us desert, to which I tell you that desert is already at the table and you watch as I undo my belt and slide my pants down to my mid thighs. As you look through the table you see the bulge in my underwear and with a smile push your chair away and move under the.