Bou tike kahilu. Banda baaandaaa. Baaanda.Unnnh banda banda. Mo bia dekhiluni. Naa dhire dhire dekhibi. Chusi chusi khaibi aau taa bhitare pureiki gen...hibi.Kaha bhitare kana pureiki genhibu kahunu.Unnn bou bia bhitare mo banda banda aaahhhaaa banda ku pureiki genhibi. Bou bia ku kutti kutti genhibi.Haan semiti bazari katha heiki genhibu. Hela. Bou aau mu khata uparaku asilu. Mu free re basije mo banda upara munha heiki thia heithila. Bou tike phadiki basithila je taa balua bia phala aaaahhhaaa. He came over to Mort’s ass, dropped to his knees and began tongue Mort’s sweet pink ass hole. Mort let out loud groans of absolute pleasure. I moved to Mort’s face, opened my robed and pressed my cock to Mort’s cock hungry lips but I kept my eyes on Jerry who rose to his feet between Mort’s legs. Jerry was totally hard, his throbbing cock was at full mast. The swollen veins protruded and his thick cock head was dripping pre-cum. I wanted Jerry in my mouth but I could not wait to see his. Thomas grins and says, "You're looking good, mister Harley. Still working out I see." They go in Emmie's bedroom and close the door.I go out into the garage and pump some iron for half an hour. Then fire up the table saw and finish the legs for the new coffee table. It's a hot sunny Saturday, and there's no AC in the garage, of course. I like it. It feels like I'm sweating out my stress and worries. I get to a stopping point, head back into the house and chug a glass of cold water. I slip. Actually, I think I'm better at remembering dogs' names than human ones." What's my name?" Um... Deborah?" Well done!" she giggled.They got stuck in to the work and in half an hour had loaded a damp and smelly mattress, two plastic milk crates, half a dozen sheets of plastic wrapping, which were caught in the trees, and a brass bed head. While they worked they nattered inconsequentially and grumbled about litter louts and people lacking in responsibility."Now," he said. "Are we going to take.