" Danny scooted over next to his mom and leaned into her outstretched arms. I couldn't help but notice he rested his face right on her nightgown-cov...red breasts. If I wasn't so drunk, I'd almost swear he smiled at me. "Were you serious Dad?" Janelle looked up at me with pouty lips and eyes. "Sure honey. You're a beautiful woman...even voluptuous (which I slurred a little bit). Boys must be dying just to get next to you." She leaned forward on all fours and slowly crawled toward me. "But how. Main – Haaye tum to mujhe randi bana doge.Aslam – Ha tu hai lekin sirf meri randi hai.Main – Ha main sirf tumhari randi hu. Oh, chodo mujhe har roj.Aslam – Ha tujhe har roz chodunga.Aslam ne meri mang ka sindoor aur magalsutra dekh kar bola.Aslam – Randi teri shadi kisse hui hai?Main – Woh mere purane makan malik se. Lekin ab main teri hu.Aslam – To mere sath shadi kar le.Main – Ha kar lungi.Itna sunte hi Aslam ne mujhe god se niche pith ke bal bistar par lita diya aur jor jor se chodne lage.. "F-F-First things f-first," she croaked out as she headed for the back door."Wait a minute!" I cried. "What was the last thing those back steps were hosed down with?"She stopped dead in her tracks, remembering Biker Joe and his urinal of choice. Then, just as resolutely, she headed for the front door, grabbing me by the arm as she passed. Man! I could just watch those boobs bounce all day long! She led me around the house to a garage in back.The little bit of gravel left in the driveway just. Your fucking Cunty Club members taught me all the tricks I know of that trade, asshole.Hack was unable to answer. He shrugged with embarrassment."You wouldn't mind if she showed us how good she is? You'd be happy for her to give me a blow job?" Adolf fixed Hack with a glare from his fierce blue eyes."A blow job?... You mean now?" Hack stammered.Adolf unzipped his fly and his tumescent cock flopped onto his thigh. "Sure. Now. She is still your wife so I wouldn't have her do it without your say.