. ab tak meri pati jhad chuke the aur phir maine apne sasur ji ka lund chusa … unhone bhi jaldi mere muh mai jhad diya .Phir meri saas boli randi , ...ai tere sasurji aur tere pati 3 din ke liye shaadi mai jaa rahe hai . Devar yahi rahga , tu uska pura khayal rakhna aur woh teri chut dekhai bhi thek se kar lega. Devar se chdne ke naam se mai mann hi mann kush ho gai .. but mujhe kya pata tha mere saath aage kya hone wala hai .Thodi dher baad woh log chale gaye .. mai apne kamre mai thi ki mujhe. He was Professor Higgins and she Eliza Doolittle, but they played George Bernard Shaw’s version rather than Lerner and Lowe’s, and she left him after a year with a sense of failure and a month old daughter to care for. Taking out his digital camera, he shot them together and separately in several poses, as they preened and flirted with the camera. As he worked, he didn’t hear as much action from the poker game, but the conversation drifted his way. ‘. . .well, this lady’s heart’s been broken. I asked her for water and tried to hold her hand while taking glass and then touch her cheek by showing that something is there on it. She did not mind at all and was laughing because stating that no one touched her like that before.While talking i asked her if she liked any guy that she has seen for her marriage but she said no stating that no one was like me. I was shocked and she ran away. I called her and ask her to sit and then started talking about marriage and life after marriage and she. He was not in his normal holiday rep kit but was sitting there all skinned up. Denim jacket, bleached out jeans, big fuck off boots. I pulled over and rolled down the window and said, think the buses are done, he said he knew that but was just sitting having a smoke. I told him I was heading down the front and that I could drop him somewhere if he wanted. He got in the cart and fuck the smell of sex off him ,filled the space.I noticed his jacket and polo shirt were stained and marked. I told.