To maine bola mujhe pahli kyo nahi bataya is par bhabhi ne mujhe Sorry bolo or thodi hi der baad Sonya bhabhi ne kaha Dekho Andy is sansar me Boor Or ...und Ke siwa kuch v nahi hai or Hum Apne Lund Ke paad Aaye hai kya hume humara lund nahi doge..or Dono bhabhiyo ne apne kapde utar diye OH MY God Dono Bahar se to sundar thi hi Andar se kya batau yaar aisa lag raha tha jaise ki jita jata Murat ho..Figure to la jawab tha yaar meri aakhe khuli ki khuli rah gayi thi. Boobs itne bade 2 the par pure. Sari and I talked about the show the entire way back to Mayfair, and I half-listened to others on the subway who had also seen the show and were equally impressed. Sari and I decided to stop at a pub near the InterContinental for a drink before we finally returned to the suite. I was tired, but that wasn’t surprising given I hadn’t slept in over twenty-four hours. That said, I wasn’t completely beat, either.“It’s bedtime for me,” I said. “I’m going to use the bathroom, brush my teeth, and get. One day I was down stairs earlier than usual around 6am getting a drink and my mom came walking down in bra and panties. She never goes without a shirt since most bra cant conceal her massive boobs. I run in the living room next to the kitchen and hid behind the corner of the wall but watched her walk down stairs easily telling she just woke up as she stumbled down probably to start her coffee before jumping into shower. as she came to the final 5 steps she came into the light from the kitchen. (I can write because I can go back and fix things.) I have no empathy at all, even when I read, so I just have rules I follow to keep myself out of trouble. What I do have is the ability to read like no one else. Unlike most of Angelwatch I can’t write and sometimes people here pity me for that reason, and I once slapped Windy across the room for being condescending to me. We get along better now, I have a rule: I must not slap Windy even when she needs it. Windy started to brush her hair..