Mom or dad nay aag jala li tant kay pass udhar hum nay khana khaya or , baatay suru kar di . magar hum sab he bhohat thakhay hoay thay or sona chhatay...thay to dad bolay . mossam be bhohat piyara hai or neid be bhohat a rahi kal say maza aya ga wasay abhi to just 8pm hoay hain . agar kuch or dayr bhathna chhatay ho to bhath jao .Mom boli na baba bus ho gaye hai main to sonay ja rahi hon to mom or dad tent main chalay gay . main or didi bhathay rahay or , maria didi boli . kitna sakoon hai edhar. It was cooler now and my nipples were hard as little erasers sticking through my shirt. It was nice jogging like this, only I had to watch my speed – my breasts swing too much and hurt after awhile if I am not careful. I got down to the park entrance and was just starting to walk the last little bit home when up drives a car, it was my husband asking how my adventure went, and if I needed a ride home – I told him I would let him know how things went when I got home, and that I would be. " said Bob. Jane could hear the disappointment in his voice. She smirked to herself. Tight was just the way that Bob liked it, if the rumours going around were to be believed."I'll do my best Bob.", she said as she finished the call and hung up the phone.There were always rumours flying round the office. Jane reckoned that the majority of the email traffic floating round was in some way connected with salacious gossip. With over 3,000 employees on this site alone it was certainly a sizeable. Then I got excited when she came out of the house holding a blanket, which she then placed on the ground. She spread her legs and the happy dog started licking her crotch again while she moaned and squealed and laid back. Every so often she’d pat him on the head or rub the sheath where his penis came out. I could tell the dog was getting more excited, he was playing around with Mrs. Stephens the way he played with his own bitch, jumping on her and then running away. She ground her pussy.