"Oh fuck me, fuck me, give me your cum, cum in my ass, cum in my pussy, fill me up." Oh I wish I had another cock for my mouth," Joannie repeated over...and over.Jerry seemed to cum first based on his body gyrations, then stiffening and gasping as he unloaded in his wife's to be ass. Biff wasn't far behind as he started humping Joannie's cunt and almost bucked Jerry and Joannie off of him with the power of his orgasm. They all collapsed with Biff on the bottom and Joannie sandwiched between. The young solitary drinker at the end of the bar disappeared. He spotted a newspaper at the end of the long bar. He read about Protestants and Catholics feuding in Northern Ireland, an epidemic in Sudan, a beautiful young Israeli woman arrested for depicting Muhammad as a pig. And how beautiful this woman looked in the paper. Dark hair, lightly frizzed and flowing to her chest. He could not deny her beauty, a woman who actually thinks amidst chaos, a woman willing to die for what she believes,. I was, nonetheless, pleased by one or two approving looks I received.As I walked home I smiled to myself, happy that I had finally taken the plunge.*When I became a regular at the bar, I met a thirty-something man named Clive. Clive was the manager of the bar. He was stout, stood five-foot-ten tall and had a cheery demeanour. He had an impressive gut and an advanced receding hairline. One would never call him good-looking; nevertheless, he wasn’t butt-ugly. Truthfully, however, he was. Maine kaha sorry maa.Toh maa ne kaha koi baat nhi yeh toh jawani mein hota hi.Toh maa na mujhse pucha kit u kabhi chudi hai.Toh maine kaha nhi maa kaise baat kar rahi ho.Toh maa ne kaha ki maine tujhe apne kamre mein muth maarte dekha.Toh main sarma gayi .Toh maa ne kaha aaj main tujhe saab sikha dungi.Itna keh ke maa ne apni nitie utar di.Ab maa mere samne panty aur bra mein thi unhune mera haath liya aur panty mein ghusa diya.Aur sehlane laagi aur maaje lene lagi..Maine feel kiya ki maa ki.