Bhupi : aunti uncle to maza lete hone aamon kaMom : uncle to ras choosate nahin haan hafte mein ek baar daba dete hainBhupi : aunti agar aap meri biwi...hoti na to mein din raat aap kea am choos choos ke nichod deta….Mom : abhi nichod lo na… Aur who mom ka mumma zor zor se dabane laga…. Mom mast ho gaye thodi der baad mom ne doosra mumma bhi blouse ke bahar nikaala aur upar paloo daal diyaMom ke dono mummae ab headlight ki tarah dikhayee pad rahe the who mom ke mummae daba raha tha aur mom uska. I said I’d never, ever do it. The last thing my friend said to me really hits home now. She said to remember that Stephanie loved me and that I loved her, and that whatever I did would have a profound effect on her life - and on mine. She was right.”“Yes, she was. But you said later on, she encouraged you.”“Yes. Several girls encouraged me.”“How many people know about this?”“Quite a few, actually, but every single one of them is completely loyal to me and would never, ever reveal that. She felt my hard on and let's just say I knew she was wet. She began stroking my bulge as I twirled my fingers round her panties. We kept making out throughout the credits and had to be chased out by a janitor! We decided to head to her place. Upon arriving we noticed her parents had gone with her sister to a school play. She quickly grabbed me and led me upstairs to her room. She pushed me onto her bed and sat on my lap as we continued our makeout fest. Soon it escalated. I couldn't take it. I. Andrews nodded as he flipped the cloth patch over and repeated the process.“Mm-hmm. And she’s a very beautiful young woman, isn’t she, Troilus?” He dropped some oil onto a cleaning brush and sent it through the bore as well. Troy nodded back, admiring one of the pistols on the coffee table; a Walther PPK.“I know I’m biased, sir; however, I’d be inclined to say that Julie is the most beautiful woman I know.”“Then dammit, boy, why the fuck haven’t you ever made a move,” Tom asked, handing Troy.