.unho ne kha samne dvd parha ha check kro..mn utha aur check krne lga phr mn ne kha mam mine na kre to mn ap ke sath movie dakh sakta hun..par wo hns ...ari aur boli chalo koi masla nai dakh lo..par koi short se lgana jaldi end ho jae..mn ne ply kr de aur mam ke sath ja kr baith gya hm dono tv ke smne the mn peche ho kr bas un ko he dakh rha tha..film mn kuch dair mn 1 scene a gya normal kiss ka unho ne kha agy kr do mn ne kr dya ..pr mn ne kha mam mormal sa ha dakh lete hn nai ho movie agay ho. I felt like a dirty dirty slut. We heard people outside and they must have heard him fucking us. We waited until we could hear no more voices and he opened the door slowly slamming it shut. I asked what was wrong and he told me my husband was outside. I laughed and he put his finger on his lips. I wondered if he heard me being fucked. I loved it the thought of him next door listening to his wife to be moan as she was fucking another man in the toilet next door. Wow this just got hotter, . Directly across from my bed I could see a dressing table mirror, looking back at me out of it was a young brunette with a startled expression on her face. I remember hearing her scream as a darkness overcame me.I came too, I guess it was only a few minutes later and I carefully avoided looking at the mirror. Turning to the side I heaved myself out of bed.Sitting at the side of the bed I looked down at myself. Thick cotton pyjamas, not unusual, it was winter. But I’ve never worn pyjamas with. I need…eh, training… I hoped that we could…eh, how shall I put it…‘practice’…”Bebe smiled as she noticed how Natalie carefully chose her words; “Believe me Nat, you’ll do just fine. Just follow your instincts, go with whatever others are doing and make yourself available…”Natalie told Bebe about Sandra Curtis’ planned meeting with Senator Janet Johnson-Smyth next weekend. “Hmmm, I’ve heard that name before somewhere, sounds quite familiar to me,” Bebe pondered, while taking a sip from her.