.itne soft or mast the…jo m aj tak nahi bhulta… Fir bhabhi ne kaha tu late ja ab m krungi..maine thik hai…main late gya or bhabhi mere upar a ga...yi or mjhe kiss smooch kr ne lgi fir neck kiss fir..Bhabhi ne mera Lund pakda or kiss krne lgai….Fir undone ek bar pura apne mouth m liye thodi der tak gya fir nikal lia…wo feel jo ayi mjhe that was amazing…mast thi..Fir undone. bhut der thak mera Lund Chusa..or chusti rahi or boli kitna bada h tera or mast bhi..maine kah Han aur apne aur mast bna. Every time a crew member looked at her they had this worried concerned look on there faces. I had enough problems to solve, so I didn't follow pursue the issues, something I would at least ask about otherwise. I doubted that the crew members would have told me anyway.The trip on the Lee to the star base would have been routine except for the morning of the day we were to arrive at the star base. The captain of the Lee, had been watching the birthday spankings. We carried them out because it was. " Let's hope some of them are pointed at the fucking Scots," said another man in the queue. "I don't trust the Scots not to start another bloody war. They're always sneaking people into England, but they don't let any immigrant scum out." Let's not get into an argument," said Roland hastily, who knew only too well how much more impassioned the discussion could get. "We all know that the Scots wouldn't want to bomb England however much our government antagonises them. Radiation clouds can blow. One drink lead to another and another. I saw my sexy wife was openly flirting with my old buddie.After a long while, the bar was closing, so Jackson asked if we would like to go to his hotel room, for more drinks. I was a bit tired; but Anita said it seemed like a good idea.We arrived at his room in the hotel and he poured our drinks, put on some music and started to dance with my wife. It did not take long before the effect of the drinks and the arousal started working.I sat there, watching.