Dusare din bhi plant par se sidha sasural me jake khana khaya aur fir 10.30 baje ghar laut aaya aur DVD player pe blue film dekhane laga. Next day Sun...ay tha, kaam pe nahi jana tha to der tak jag ke 2 CD dekh li. 3 bar muth mari aur fir rat ko 2 baje so gaya.Subah abhi mai soya hua hi tha ki door bell baji. Mai nind me se uthake darwaja khol diya. Samne meri sasuji khadi thi. Wo muje dekh ke muskurate huve boli “ Tum abhi tak soye huve the kya? Maine kaha “Ha, Sunday tha to der tak sota raha”. If those jeans are not around your ankles by the time I count to ten, this conversation finishes." “But, but, the gardener.” “You are very trying, Lady Kavanagh. Seeing as you are so concerned about the gardener, you can go and get him." “What? What do you mean?” “I have decided that he can be the judge of how many times I whack your ass. The old bastard will enjoy it. Go and get him. If you’re not back in ten minutes, you know what I will do.” “What if I can’t find him?” “Can’t find him? You. (By that she meant his cock)“So she came home to fight with me!” Wally lied but he knew his wife would more than likely believe him; they often sparred about with each other. But neither Hazel nor her mother ever realised that from his point of view, it was only to get a chance of seeing her panties should he get her in the right position.“I’ll put the kettle on, I take it neither of you will say no to a cuppa?” With this Maureen went back into the kitchen.“Now that’s what I call a real Mum!”. She looks like a model; he's fat and ordinary-looking. She's outgoing; he's shy. She's very flirty; he's very passive.In fact, she's so flirty, she wears outfits outside that show a ton of cleavage, often not wearing a bra. She wears thigh-high stockings underneath mini-dresses, like porn star sluts. She wears lingerie around the house when I'm around, as if teasing me with her big tits playing peek-a-boo with me.One night, she wore something super slutty and I couldn't take it anymore.My dad.