Ab wo Kanchan ko bole “Rani, ab tum ghodi ban jao.” Kanchan zamin par aa kar ghodi ban gayee. Wo bole, “Rani, ab main tumhari gaand marunga.” ...Kanchan jaise dar gayee. Kyoki mujhe aisa lag raha tha ki Shyam ko gaand bahut pasand hai. Wo bhi Chachi ki gaand mar chuke the aur kahte thi ki gaand marane mein bhi bahut maza aata hai.Kanchan ne kaha, “bahut dard hoga, plz.” Wo bole, “tum ghabdao mat main aaram se marunga.” Kanchan bhi mast ho gayee aur boli, “OK, aapaka to hamare upar karj hai, mera. .. “Yes, her step-mom,” Haley said, walking up. “I’m Haley Simon, wife of Bill Simon, Deena’s dad. And you’re...” and she fixed him with something less than a glare, but more active than a simple look.“Uhh, Randy. Randall Crater.”“Oh, Haley said. “Has it always been Crater? Or was it spelled C-R-E-D-E-U-R at one time? Cajun or not?”“Uh, I dunno...”She smiled. “You need to up your game, boy. You don’t even know who YOU are, much less who Deena is. Or me.”“Damn...” he said. “Shot down. She and David had been lovers for the past six years. They enjoyed each other, but their relationship was strictly friendship with a dash of sex. In the past, they had spent some time together about twice a month. Shelly was divorced with no plans to remarry. However, she had an enormous appetite for sex. Shelly and David had spent many weekends together in his apartment, her apartment, or his home at the lake indulging in hedonistic exercises. They suited each other’s lust quite well. Neither. Thinking back I should have realised that this was no coincidence. They didn’t look like they’d just been dropped there but were laid out as if on display but at that didn’t cross my mind as I picked them up and rubbed them against my cheek.I couldn’t get over how good they felt against my skin, so soft and silky, and the mixture of the faint aroma of her pussy and perfume on them had my cock rock hard in seconds and I quickly stuffed them into my pocket, making sure Hazel wouldn’t see them.