Ab mai mami ka boor chatne laga .Kya mehak aa rahi thi unke boor se.Woh bhi pagalon ki tarah mera muh apne boor mein ghusa rahi thi.Main uske boor se ...nikalne wala saara pani pi rah tha.Ab mami keh rahi thi ki mera boor far de beta aaj bahut dino se nhi chudi hun.Main bhi josh mein aa gya .Maine apna lund liya aur unke boor pe rakh k ek dhakka mara.Mera lund sukha hone k karan aandar na ja sakan.Mami ne apna thuk liya aur mere lund ke supare pe laga diya.Ab fir maine dhaaka mara is bar mera lund. I was so surprised to hear the dumb jock voice of Liam that I didn’t speak for a moment. ‘Hey, pervert. Either talk to me or I’m hanging the fuck up.’ ‘Liam?’ ‘Duuude! What up man? Where the hell are ya?’ Apparently, Liam had forgotten about the fight the last time we’d actually been in the same room together, but then, when you’re an asshole and a moron it’s hard to retain details. ‘Um, some airport. What the hell are you doing home?’ I wanted to add with Amy, but I restrained myself. ‘Huh? I. "She gave it to me. I told her what my plan was and she wanted to help. Said what I planned to do was inspiring. I guess that it helped more than I could have hoped." I surmised."What plan." Kristy asked."My plan to win you back. I was going to do everything I could to get you back. That's why I started boxing and getting in shape. Read that book four times to make sure I understood everything." If you were wanting me back why did you divorce me?" I wasn't grinning anymore. I knew this question. She returned her hands to his chest, stroking him with a light touch. It was wrong to feel this way about him, she knew, but sometimes the emotions threatened to overwhelm her. She looked up into his eyes, pleased to see her own ardent desires mirrored there. "I want you," she breathed heavily. "I want you to fuck me." His broad grin was response enough. She knew he liked to hear her talk dirty, at least as much as she enjoyed using those words. He turned their bodies without loosing.