. it’s true. She was supposed to be here on holiday... but her Dad... some sort of diplomat or something... well he has to go to Russia... or Rome..... or some such fucking country... for a year. Anyway... Adèle’s mother is going with him so they’re sending their daughter to stay with Adèle”“Fuck off... Rome’s not a fucking country... it’s the capital of Italy”“Oh, fuck off Mr. World Atlas... anyway... it’s the truth...” Neil scanned the hall... “There... that’s her I think... sitting at the same. Chacha ne kaha ki tum in dono me se kisi ko bhi kuch bhi kar sakte ho. Tabhi mamta boli ke papa use mere pas bhej do me use achi tarah se sikha dungi. Mamta ne muje apne pas bulaya aur me chala gaya. Mamta :”tumne kabhi kisi ko choda hain “ Main :”nahi “Mamta : boli aj sikh jao ge. Bad me mamta ne muje ek lambi kiss ki .aur fir usne meri pent uteri aur mere under wear bhi nikal feka mene sarmake mare apne hath ko apne lund par rakh diya par mere lund khada ho gaya tha iske vaje se chupa nahi. .”Ann leaned in and kissed her son on the lips lightly. “Shhh. All women talk about their men. Terry says you have a very nice and big cock, and that you are a very good fuck.” She stepped away slightly and continued to undress her son.Karen had opened her son-in-law’s pants and had fished out his painfully erect cock. She stroked it and said, “Ummm, she was right! This is simply gorgeous! I sure do hope you can fuck like she said.” Wills stared at the two women, groaning as they rubbed his. I put on some black leather gloves and a black long coat as the nights were chilly.We reached the restaurant quickly but they were not ready to sit us. We had to go to the bar first. "Girl, it is Martini time" Joy sang. We put our coats away and sat down on the plush bar stools. I made sure I was at the end of the bar so I could see who walked in. I sat with one leg reaching down to show some leg and my boot. Who knows who would notice! I kept crossing and uncrossing my legs just to get some.