Bhabhi ab garam hona shuru ho gayi thi unke muhh se “ummmm ” ki awaaj aane lagi thi. Mene unka blouse utar dia tha aur bra ke upar se unke chuche ...abane laga. Wo bade hi soft they shayad itne soft cheez mene kabhi nhi chhuyi thi . ab unki bra ka number tha mene use bhi utar diya. Fir mene jo dekha wo adbhut tha unke chuche bahaut sunder thay bilkul white. Jaise unhone mere liye hi bacha ke rakhkhe they. Bhabhi ki saree charo taraf bhikharne lagi aur mein unke chuche choosne laga bhabhi zor se. Tim looks at them both and then back at the mirror, and he begins to chuckle also.The whole bottom half of his face is somewhat pale, compared to his cheeks and forehead, which are tan from the summer sun for the last couple of months. While the three enjoy its humor, they all also know that such a look until it can get tanned is not a new executive's look.The beautician comes to the rescue. She puts some cream on the bottom half of Tim’s face and then leads him to one of the tanning rooms. Her eyes are so dark and he finds them enchantingly beautiful. The fall recommences, an uncontrolled descent under her spell and he watches as her hand moves towards his crotch, feel his hardness and all the time she holds his gaze, as she, with a mere touch, takes possession of his body, his mind and his soul. ‘Oh, my, yes, you are excited!’ The die is cast but this time the stakes are much higher. He is now married. Try as he might, the spell she has cast is way too strong for him to resist.. "Fuck the establishment! Fuck you all!" Fuck the establishment! Fuck you all!" Fuck the establishment! Fuck you all!"He sang this out a grand total of twenty-eight times. On the final recital he stretched out "Fuck you all" for a good twenty seconds, strongly emphasizing each individual word as a crescendo of drums and cymbals and guitar solos ended the tune. As the last sound faded away, Crow reached over and pushed the stop button. He looked at his boss, who seemed a bit stunned by what he'd.