Meri bahan ka sharir kaafi dubla patla tha vo mere samne choti bacchi lag rahi par vo us samay 18 saal ki ho chuki thi jiss karan koi dar nahi tha.Usk... boobs chote chote the jo aaram se meri muthi me sama gaye the or mai unhe daba or chum raha tha.Meri bahan dopahar se hi kaafi garam thi or vo ab jayada sahan nahi kar sakti thi or mujh se kahne lagi bhaiya ab kuch karo na. Ab maine us ke kulho ke niche takiya lagaya or us ki tango ke bich baith gaya meri bahan ne mera lund pakar kar apni chut. ."At that, Widow Blanchett stepped quietly to him and sat daintily upon his knee, teetering a bit in place."For Heaven's sake, woman -- lean back a bit; he's got his arm stretched out and 'twill do you as a chairback."Reluctantly, the Widow leaned back a bit till her shoulders felt the support of the gaoler's massive right arm as it came down to the arm of the bench. Shifting a bit for more comfort, her hip came naturally to rest against his huge hand, but neither seemed to notice, so intent. & after a couple of seconds… I raised my eyebrows… Just in a HI sort of way… His response was hand movement… Saying WHAT with a puzzled expression? Errr…. May be I was wrong and he is not the type… All I could do muster was a shrug of my shoulders and got my eyes back on the screen…. But I had the feeling that he was still looking at me… And I was right… When he caught my eye, he said something… Again in sign language… He pointed at me and then pointed upwards, which I interpreted as “Are you. "What about an alarm system?" I asked. She gave me the codes to arm and disarm it, and where the panel was located."Danny", she said, "Please be careful. Gary was really pissed I was gone as long as I was, and beat me Wednesday night". I wiped some of her makeup off, and could see the black eye."Mother fucker", I said. "Do you care how many pieces he's in when we're done with him?" I asked her."Just as long as he's out of my life for good", she said.Friday afternoon, I went back out to Love.