Hmmmmm kaun se colour ki chadhi aur bra pehni hai wo utar do na plsss jaann hmmmmm….Maine gaur kiya bhabhi ke meri mob ki baaton per hi the aur unka...chehra laal ho raha tha maine socha inko thoda aur hot karta hu to maine fir baat chalu kerdi…Hello jaan bahut din ho gaye tumne mera lund nahi choosa hai chooso na dekho tumse baat karte karte khada ho gaya itna kehker maine lower ke uper se hi apne lund ko masla ye dekhne ke liye ki bhabhi kya karti hai maine gaur kiya mere lund ko hi dekh rahi. I started to say hello, but she stuck her cute little butt up in the air, turned her back to me, and continued talking to her sorority sisters. Boy, did that hurt! After that, I snubbed her before she could snub me. Now we were old pals. We had so much in common, growing up a few blocks apart, and she wanted to have lunch. Sure, I said, why not? I wondered what she looked like at twenty-eight. Probably fat and faded, the mother of several brats, living in the 'burbs with dishpan hands and tired. I see a child in a woman's body. I see someone who has turned my life upside down, someone who I'm beginning to care for very much indeed."I felt myself blushing and he smiled again. "Professional ethics will force me to drop your husband's case. You understand that, don’t you?”"I know.” I paused, concentrating on folding my napkin. Then I looked into his eyes. ”But is there anything in your code of ethics that stops you from taking me upstairs now and shagging my brains out?"He chortled. "I. After soaking in the warm bathwater for a while, the soreness was not near as bad. She actually felt better. Angela put the night, and everything that had happened to her, out of her mind. She just wanted to forget that it ever happened and go on with her life. After getting dressed, she went into the kitchen. Her father was sitting at the table eating a snack.“Hi sleepy head,” Fred said, sounding and acting completely normal.“Hi dad,” Angela replied, beginning to wonder it the part about her.