Maine jaan boojhkar mauli ko sunane ke liye use poocha kya tumhen chusvaane main mazaa nahi aa raha kya vo boli bahut mazaa aa raha hai bhaiya.phir ma...n usko chusta chusta niche aa gaya aur uski chut par apna muh rakh diya aur uski chut ko buri tarah se jeebh aur hoton se mazaa dene laga vo bhi apne kulhon ko utha utha kar reaction kar rahi thi jaise usko poora mazaa aa raha ho.main to yahi chahata tha ke mauli ko sex ke anand ke bare main pata chale ke kitna mazaa hai sex main.fir maine apna. .. but it’s paved and we were driving on it ... Filer was as good a name as any other. Left on Williams and right just past Loomis. At the green Missy cut across to the alley at Rath and left again.Across Ludington Ave, past Table 14 and Cafe 106. Table 14 was closed but 106’s doors were open ... the lights were on but nobody was there. By nobody ... I mean nobody.We cut across the parking lot to the north corner where we found the missing crew from the 106 standing in line at Mendoza’s Food. . so mortified by this. He said he wants me doing the same thing to . . . to him too. Ohh, Vic! What should I do? I can’t . . . can’t do that with my own son. What should I do? Please, Vic! You’ve got to help me!”It pissed Vic off that she didn’t say a damn word about telling him to leave after he gave her the fuck of her life, or even a word of apology. Well, guess what, toots? That’s fucking okay! He had a plan that would have Mrs. Rosemary Criscola fucking like she never has. She. Josh folded the instructions away at that point. IF it worked,then he'd have no more problems with Sandra. He arrived home over an hour and a half late. Sandra was standingin the hallway in a cold fury. "Where the hell have you been!" she demandedangrily as he came through the front door. "Does it matter? I'm here now." he replied sourly. "We're going to be late and you stop off for a drink!" "I haven't been drinking!" he lied as he took the black box out ofhis pocket. Sandra arched an eyebrow,.