Phir vo babita ko dundte hai aur daya bedroom me jakar chillati hai – (loudly) hain maa maata ji! Phir sablog bedroom me chale aate hai. Tabhi sabhi...ko sex karne ka maan hota hai.Sab log ap aap ne kapde utar dehte hain. Jetha aur khush ho jata hain. Phir jetha roshan ke boobs dabane lagta hai. Aap sabhi ko maloom hi hoga ki roshan bhabhi busty women hai.Aur dabane ke baad anjali ki choot chatne lagta hai. Daya madhavi ke chut me ungali daali hai. Jehta roshan ko daalne laagta hai.Vah dukaan me. The previous evening had been the most degrading of her life. There had been a lot of degrading evenings over the past month, but the previous evening had made them all pale in comparison.It had all started when Dale had handed her an enema kit and told her to use it. After she had returned from the bathroom, he had taken her in the ass. It didn't matter that he had used lots of lube and had taken his time; Denise had been shattered by the experience. It had hurt more than anything she had ever. The evidence would all be gone now, both above and below, moved out via the warren of tunnels under the city streets, and I didn't have much of any hope at tracking any of the weapons to their new secret location.Perhaps I should have marked a few of the guns in the basement armory with a tag, so that I could trace them. Just exactly the same way I had found the gun thieves operating out of the gun show in Austin. Just because I was a much more powerful magician now didn't mean that some of the. I still loved him. We went to Heat games and Panther games. Drank pints late into the night. He kept me up to date with Caitlyn's pregnancy.Somehow, when I was with him, I was able to completely suppress the reality of what I'd done to his wife. Somebody else had done it. He was still my best friend. But the second he was gone the reality of what I'd done to him would reappear like a dark cloud in my mind. I knew it was just a matter of time before he'd learn the truth of his little brother's.