Mom bomb lag rhi thi…..sabhi mom ko wish kr rhe they….party sahi ja rhi thi….mainne dekha mom ka ek client rahul uncle mom ko lustfully ghoor rh... they aur mom ki gaand ko dekh rhe they……….woh sabhi ki party mai pics le rhe they….unhone ne kam se kam momm ki 50 pics bina btaye le li hogi….mai samajh gya ki woh ghr jaake pics dekhke muth maarega……itne mai meri call aayi tau mai terrace mai chala gya….waha maine dekha andhere mai rahul uncle ranjana aunty joki mom ki friend thi ussey smooch kr rhe. Still LifeBy Annabelle SampsonMy name is, or rather was, Andrew Kynaston. A while ago, I was a very important man in financial circles. Okay I didn't have many friends; you can't afford close ties in the cut and thrust of financial dealing but I made enough to be happy. Women that I worked with, and a few of the men, thought I was vain, but I didn't really care about them. I thought they were just jealous of my success and good looks...And I was good looking, 5'11", well built, black hair that. “T-shirt and shorts ?”, suggested Danny“Yep..and commando…”, spurted Jamie blushing“Ok…just shirt and shorts”, acknowledged the nephew blushing also slightlyThe two men got into Jamie’s car and drove off. Jamie couldn’t help noticing how handsome his nephew was now. He was nearly as tall as he was, slim more than skinny, and had a beautiful face with a thin moustache and longish hair. He was delicate rather than effeminate, soft-spoken and very gentle. Jamie had put on weight as he reached his. Soon Penny came round to thinking of it as an act of generosity on her part: she’d be sharing Mark’s skill as a lover with her friends. After all, she couldn’t deny what she did with Niamh was precious to her, and she felt she shared a special bond with the younger woman. It didn’t matter whether she thought of it as sharing Mark with Niamh, or Niamh with Mark. Either way, it almost began to seem easier, and more natural, to believe that bringing everyone together would provide a pathway to the.