As I say, we haven't decided anything yet. On a different and less depressing subject, could I have a copy of those papers about that bakery that supp...ied the Oneida community? I found it most interesting. Wouldn't it be great if a replica could be developed and a bakery like the one that was there established? I noticed there were some bread recipes along with the description of the bakery itself." Sure you can have a copy. Can you come up now? I'm free and we could look them over. .Pta hai,mai ye v fantasise krta tha ki mai didi k jagah pr hu aur aap muje chod rahe ho..Jiju: oh bete!pr teri didi ko fursar kahan hai?jb se business smbhala hai,gin kr chudai kiya hoga hamne,isse jyada to college me chudwa leti thi?Mai: omg,didi college me chudwati thi??Jiju:uchal uchal kr ek ek ched marwati thi,mai thak jata tha,ab ya to kisi aur se chudwa ri hai ya mera bardasht ni hota!Mai:choro na jiju,aap chaho to aaj ki rat mai didi bn skta hu..Jiju:abe,mai gay ni hu..Mai: pta hai,pr. " she giggled."Oh, I'm just getting started, but anything that makes you uncomfortable, just say so." OK." She looked up at his eyes as his hand went back to her breast. He didn't resume the kiss, preferring to watch her expression. He reached both hands down, and unbuttoned her blouse. She looked into his eyes with anticipation, as he slipped his hand into her shirt. She wasn't wearing a bra, so his hand latched onto bare tit. She groaned as he grabbed her.He kept his hand on her breast as he. We hugged and we kissed and we started to make love. When I looked at that tight little pussy with its thick matted hair it suddenly became scarce and blond. I then looked up to see that I was with Marg’s sister, Lyn. I then thought I must call her. When I looked down again Marg’s pussy had gone as had Lyn’s and in their place was my wife’s oversized hole. My heart skipped a beat and I awoke in a sweat.Each time the dream was the same and the results were the same. I spent hours trying to work.