“Yes,” he said softly. “Jack,” she said. “Since you saw the video, have you been masturbating thinking of me?” There was a long pause. “...ave you?” she repeated. “Yes, I have.” “And how have you been thinking of me as you masturbated? What thoughts were running through my grandson’s mind?” “Nan, I’m so nervous telling you this. We’ve never talked like this before.” “Honey, when you sent me these panties, we crossed a line we can’t go back over. And frankly, I don’t want to. Now tell me how. After some time, he pushed his dick inside. I was feeling as if I was getting double penetrated. And strangely, I was now enjoying the feeling.Sameer was fucking my mouth, and Pratham was fucking my pussy. I was feeling amazing. Sameer was right. I was now enjoying everything. Then they changed their positions, and now Pratham started to fuck my mouth. That sensation was driving me crazy. It was as if I was fucking with three people.Then Pratham lay on his back and asked me to sit on his cock.. I looked over to Max - sitting across in a computer chair - He lit up and took a toke, exhaling he said “I’ll smoke this one and you smoke the other one…” I shrugged and asked where the other one was. He pointed down so I got up and took a lot under his computer desk. He laughed and said it was in front of his chair. So here I was on my knees in front of Max’s computer chair. I looked on the ground but couldn’t find anything. When I brought my head up to his chair level I clued into where the. However, I noticed that she was not wearing a Mangalsutra. Later while taking dinner my wife told me thatRameshwarji had come to Mumbai for searching a job in Mumbai for Vinita. Vinita was married in 1999 to Rameshwar’s only son Gokul. Gokul was working in a company at Kolhapur. In their family only five persons were there, Rameshwar, Gokul, Gokul’s mother, Vinita and their 5 years old son. They were staying in Kolhapur in their ancestral House. Last year Gokul died in a road accident. He was.