30 pe ghar pounch gaye mujhe apne maayke ghar bhi jana tha. to mera bhai mujhe lene aa geya. dusre din aman ne call kiya or mujhe bulaya.or us din mei...e apni beti ko ghar chor diya kyonki woh market mein waise hi pareshaan hogi. mein wahan aman ke ghar chali gai. phir hum market ke liya nikal gaye. us din hamne jaldi hi market kar li lagbhag 2 baje tak wapas aagaye. lakin us din barshaat ho rahi thi ham bhig bhi chuke the bhigte bhigte ghar pounche.or meri aman ke yan aman ki mere liye koi buri. “mmmm” Holly moaned, licking some jizz off her hand. Tuesday Tuesday I had to be at school early, and our schedules weren’t coordinated. I didn’t see her until I got home late from a study group. I had a very long day, and Holly knew it. “Hey babe” Holly said as I walked in. “hey” I said, sitting down on the couch and sighing. “Long day?” She asked me. Stephanie was sitting next to her, and they had been watching tv. “yeah” I said, putting my head back. “Can I make it better?” Holly asked me.. With the laptop closed, he became aware of the pressure on his bladder.As quietly as he could, he left the bedroom.The house was completely silent. Jack's door was open slightly but,apart from a gentle snoring, there were no signs of life.Running a hand through his messy hair, Jack thought of the dream he'djust had. Clearly, Jack had played a prank on him intended toembarrass him in front of Harper. The sound from the cartoon must havegotten into his dream.He sat down on the toilet. Putting. Sitting down on the edge of my bed he leaned over and kissed me full on the lips. My first reaction was to push him away because sons do not kiss their mothers on the lips. They certainly don’t shove their tongues down their mother’s throats the way Paul was shoving his down mine. Then I was shocked to realize that I was kissing him back just as passionately as he was kissing me. Instead of pushing him away, I grabbed his hair with one of my hands and pulled his mouth tighter against my mouth..