Mavshi tithech hoti. Pandhara vis minite bolun zalyavar kakiaji parat aali. Mavshine tila vicharle konacha phone hota? Kakiaji: aga hyacha (kakaajoban...ha) phone hota. Aaplyala aambyacha maalala mothi order milali aahe pardeshatun.Mavshi: kon aahet te? Kakiaji: arab aahet. Kuwait che. Shekh saheb. Mothe vyapari ahet phalanche. Tyancha deshat kuthe phale piktaat? Aaplya aambyachya chavine khush zaale aahet. Pudhachi bolni karayla te ithe aaplya wadyat yennar aahet. Aani ho ithe raahnaarhi aahet. ‘What are you doing here.’ She looked angry. ‘You’re supposed to call me Officer Lockhart, Tommy. I’m a cop now. I have a real job, you need to respect my authority.’ ‘Ha, I remember when you use to babysit me. I didn’t respect your authority than either. In fact, I remember giving you a wedgie so bad I pulled your thong over your face. You’re the same dumb bitch you’ve always been Lucy, even if you have a badge.’ She stood up, groggy and angry at the cute boy who had been taunting her for so. Some women flocked a man whose dick was about Jigar’s size and it soon turned into an orgy.Gopi, after roaming a lot over the ground, finally spotted Ahem. He was standing nude along with a group of people which contained 3 other guys and 4 women, one of the 4 was his girlfriend! Then Ahem took his hand and put it on the ass of the woman standing on his left. Gopi assumed her to be his girlfriend. When Gopi saw that woman, she thought she had seen her somewhere else! But she could not. Letting out an audible hiss, she stares at him, ears flattened, tail whipping. “What about the other one, Daddy?” she asks, offering her other breast to him by raising it slightly with her free hand.This time the reaction is more what she wants. Caleb’s defenses crumble. He allows himself a little more than a few kisses, but no more! He raises his hands up to cup her chest. Kissing softly on the second breast, the man squeezes them slightly to steal a burble from the catgirl. He loves the soft.