This is my true storyab mai aapko sab hindi me bata hu ye meri pelhi kahani makar sakranti ke dino se start hoti hai jaipur me to sab jante hi hone ma...ar sakranti kya hoti hai aur jo nahi jante unhe bata deta hu ki is din sab log patang udata hai ye jaipur me bahut dhumdham se banaya jata hai. to ab mai aap logon ko apani story batata hu doston mujhe patang udane ka bahut shauk hai aur abhi shayam hote mai roj patang udane chat per chala jata tha hamare peeche wale makan me ek family rehti hai. After an hour I had to switch hands and continue after reloading the weapon.Looking back to the area I had just done made me realize just how many Thonas communities there were. Many were ships, residential or manufacturing concerns but all got the same treatment. I figured that I killed very little with my weapon but many more would die now without the computer assistance. In later years they would settle down to a simple but stable existence that would only require a periodic inspection by me. When the break finally came I turned and found my friend had gone, he had slipped away during the last number, and I realised he had already cum and I had swallowed it but more importantly, he had filmed me.My boyfriend back then never knew of my vodka with semen stunt during that show that night, and I still smile thinking about how horny I felt and how I thought that one up to be outrageous and express my horniness to a man three time my age.Needless to say that little stunt made me aware of. But, I guess the eye candy was too good to resist and, though he didn't make any comment either way, I knew that I had got him interested. I went to bed that night, having first returned mom's slippers, confident that I would soon have dad exactly where I wanted him.For the following two Wednesday evenings, I performed similar shows in front of dad. On the second occasion, I wore a short white halter neck tennis dress with a pair of mom's white high heeled sling backs, and for the third.