Iske chalte mere gale me bahut jalan ho rhi thi. Par meri kisi ko parwah nai thi isi beech mene dekha abbu ka lund akarne laga hai shayad wo jharne wa...a the aur wo ek jordar cheekh mar ke jhar gye aur sara maal meri bachhedani me dal diya.Phir wo wahan se utar gye aur apna lund nikal liya. Mene dekha ki mere lund se bahut sara pani beh rha hai jo shayad abbu aur mere dono ka hi hoga. Phir abbu wahan se hat gye aur unki jagah mere bhai ne le li phir usne bhi meri aisi hi jordar chudai krke pana. And this monstrosity was perfect for them, too. Modeled after the Taj Mahal, not a Greek or Roman design as one might expect. All because Dad was so impressed by the romance between Shah Jahan and his favorite wife that he couldn’t resist that kind of style. Fitting, really, that Dad modeled his tomb after another polygamist, in this case one of the Mughal Emperors of India,” Hector fought his grief to say that much at least.“Wow, he really did love your mother, didn’t he? When I learned that. I could feel the wetness of her seeping down my thighs. She was mumbling obscenities now. Urging me to "fuck her harder." Calling me names "You bastard. You big cocked fucking bastard." Miss Black had dropped to her knees and got herself under us and was using her long tongue to lick my scrotum at the end of each thrust. Miss Red had dipped her finger in the pre-spunk juice and was slowly teasing Miss White's rosebud. Glancing wickedly at me, she rotated it carefully, applied a little pressure. "I realize you might dislike your brother, but really how far will you go? I know he wasn't cheating on me yesterday night, because we were out at the movies last night." Jessica said.This came as a shock to Vivian who had thought she overheard him talk about seeing another girl the night before. What she hadn't realized was that this had in fact been a set up for her benefit. Justin figured the best way to end Vivian's little quest for revenge was to simply discredit her. It was an activity he.