.Okkkk diUndergarments kharid kar hum ghar ke liye nikle..Me- waise tumhari di ki baat par tumne kya decide kiya dear?Anu-kya baat?Me-wahi apne kapde ...pehan k mujhe dikhanewali baat.Anu- chhi…Jayiye mujhse baat mat kriye..Me- are i was jokin.Anu-nhi mai sach me gussa hu.Me- sorry..Anu- no..Not at allMe- achha to kya karu..Anu-mujhse baat krni hai to mujhe film dikhayiye aur raat me dinner karayiye..Anu ne to mere mann ki baat chhin li..Maine apne sare appointments cancel kar diyeHum log ek. It might have been just her imagination, but Jenny seemed softer,more subdued, thought Betty. "I need to use the restroom," commented Jenny. "This is a realpain." "Don't forget to use the ladies room." Jenny nodded and walked slowly to the restrooms. Betty watched Jenny and smiled. She suddenly wished that Jenny wasreally a woman and pregnant with their child. After dinner, they walked back to their car. While they were only amile form their home, it was too far to walk for the now verypregnant. I think it’s in these moments where our hearts race and we feel just as in love if not more than we were when we were just a couple of young 20 somethings. Now while all this is happening she is always stroking my cock, getting me hard as a rock and I’m always playing with her ass (her ass is a very sensitive erogenous zone) and then her pussy. Rubbing her clit, getting her wet, fingering her, etc. Next I lick, eat, taste and devour that sweet delicious pussy and on occasion I put her on. Jens and Gretchen came up with some great drones to help give us an overview of wherever we would be. They also came up with a secure as hell phone and computer system so we could still communicate with the outside world but remain untracked.None of this was of course in the motorhome since it was only a ruse to keep the fucking terrorists busy. We made sure to rent the most common motorhome on the rental market and made sure to never let the license plates be seen. Everything was in the.