Babuji ne mujhe apni bahon mein bhar liya aur meri choot par haath ferne lage, maine unke lund ko chusna jari rakha. Unka supada itna mota ho chuka th...a ke mere muhn mein ana kushkil ho gaya. Mani babu ji ke tatton par hath firaya to vo bharak uthe,’ saali mere andkosh ras se bhare pade hai aur tu unko chhed rahi hai, mera lund bhi kabu mein nahin reh pa raha hai ab, kaise chudwana chahti hai meri chudakd bahu apne sasur se aaj, teri gaan bhi bahu mast hai, lekin pehle main teri choot ko shant. Because none of us really want to be left on the shelf gathering dust bunnies in our nooks and crevices. So keep going, Henry, you are giving the world and, especially us wifely types, a good servicing. And what bit of skirt doesn't want to discover what a gentleman keeps tucked away in his rather obvious and splendid codpiece. Certainly, I know I'm game. That's 'game', not 'on the game' though if you do want to shower me in various expensive and sparkly gifts that might be a girl's best. She could pass for a boy, and frequently does; today she's dressed in a neatly-pressed charcoal men's business suit with a white shirt and a blue paisley tie.Blonde Tianna is second-youngest, her birthday being four weeks after Jessie's and three weeks before yours. She's a moderately musclebound blonde Aryan with a bust that requires advanced engineering to support. Tianna is the most into make-up, though a casual viewer would never guess because she's so good at coordinating it. Her favourite. "I'd lost track of everyone, but I went back, got my degree and went into book publishing. That's where Susan and I met. She'd written a children's book and I was asked to look it over. I liked it but felt it needed some tweaking. She agreed and we became friends..." she paused and they exchanged glances..."And then we became lovers. Susan and I are Life Partners." Susan had snuggled against Claire who put a protective arm around her and they kissed. I'll be damned; my best buddy in college.