Mene ab uski pajama bhi uski penty sang utar diya to vo apna chahera chupane lagi me ne use chehare par se hath hatane ko kaha to boli pahale aap bhi ...meri tarah ban jao tab me hath hataungi. mene samay na gavate huye apna pent or nikar dono nikal diya. ab vo dhere se apna hath chehare par se hatate huye oh mummy bol padi maene kaha kya huva to bol padi aapka to bahut hi mota he . me aapko batadu ki mere lund ki size 6″ he or motai 3″ he. mene use apne karib khichake uske hath me apna land. "We spent the day visiting with my parents' friends. We ended up having lunch with one couple and dinner with another. Besides those friends there were four or five others. It took up the whole day but when we got back to the house we still set up for cards again. This time it was the guys against the gals. We split the first two games and the third was a knock down battle but Dad and I won it, barely.My parents went to bed but Kay and I stayed in the living room and talked for a little. He ran two fingers up her inner folds, feeling her wetness soak his fingertips. He raised his head to look at her, making sure she was watching as he sucked and licked his fingers clean; drinking in her arousal. Involuntarily, she licked her lips. He lowered his head once more, drinking straight from the natural source this time. His tongue dove between her folds, licking up and down her slit, feeling her arousal coat his tongue and mouth. Naturally, his tongue seemed to zone in on her clitoris. .. and look up to see this very pretty woman in a nicely tailored business outfit standing in the middle of my dining room. And now she tells me she is here to grant me one wish because she is a genie.I haven't had anything to drink stronger than coffee, so I know I'm not drunk."You are not drunk, and no, I am not a hallucination or a dream." So says the genie as she moves some books of my office chair and sits down next to my desk."Were you reading my mind?" Hardly. Those are the first two.