Phir me ne pucha ki darling gf aur bf kya karte he. Ye karte he esa bol ke kiss kar diya aunty ne mere sir pe.Phir aunty meri ankho me dekhane lagi au... ek sannata sa cha gaya. Phir mene aunty ka sir pakad ke apni aur khincha phir unke lips pe apne lips rakh diye ek lamba kiss kiya. Aur iske bad phir se kiss. Esa ham kuch b bole bina adhe ghante tak kiss hi karte rahe. Ab ham puri tarah excite ho chuke the. Phir mene aunty ke boos ke sath khelne laga aur bola sasi darling muje doodh pilao na.. Obviously not something I would normally accept. But I felt something familiar in her sentences. They were crafted with an intelligence and sense that I knew… from myself. When I read her sentences, I felt like I was not the last member of my species anymore.So I made excuse of the money she offered – which was huge- and decided to pay a visit.And in this visit she conquered me. Unchained me. Revived me.She was waiting for me in the small wooden wharf, standing and looking towards my boat in a. Barker..." He was sobbing now and she could barelyunderstand the words."I'm sorry." She seemed genuinely concerned and thought for a moment,"I'm used to dealing with Borstal boys with leather tanned backsides.Still, I'm sure you won't knock over another pail of water."She went to another cupboard, one with a first aid box and had him bendover the table again so that she could rub a salve into his cheeks thatwere showing signs of blistering. She hadn't seen such a damagedbackside before and. Sorry Ishita!” Mukesh muttered, cunt juices still dripping from his mouth. “Let’s not fight beti, I asked him to rub my back and we got carried away…It is all my fault….dont say anything to Keshi. Please beti, humko maaf kar do!” cried Yashodha.” So it was you who stared this fuck mother? I knew it. I knew you would not be able to live without a cock for a long time….You have a bitch’s cunt mother. I know it because I have inherrited a bitch cunt from you. Like mother like daughter. Mukesh,.