“There you are Missy” he said. Chelsea looked at him “you will address me as Miss Chelsea” she said. “Oh sorry Miss Chelsea. Thank you. You ...can call me BBC”. Chelsea laughed “what sort of name is that?” she asked. “That is what people call me Miss Chelsea” he replied. He turned to leave and stopped “I will address you as Miss Chelsea” he said “what do I undress you as?” and he left the room laughing. Chelsea smiled “you will never know” she said under her breath. She unpacked her meagre. Jessica finally broke the silence and said, "OK, hot-shot, get on the horn and ask your ladies if you can carve some more notches on the bedpost. In fact, once you've brought up the idea, I want to chat with them, Anna in particular." There was a generally favorable murmur from the rest of the women who'd indicated a desire for a sex partner, though nobody else asked to speak to Steve's wives.When Steve called home from Ed and Camille's bedroom, he asked his wives to gather together for a. Wolfgang had spent a week watching, making his plans and waiting for the best opportunity. He had little doubt that Dubert was under surveillance by the German Bundespolizei and so the risks were not small. Killing the man would be the easy part, getting away with it would be more problematic. Until recently that might have made a difference, perhaps even have saved Herr Dubert's life, but not anymore. Not since Eva's much publicized funeral in Berlin.Wolfgang no longer cared what might happen. Main muskuraya aur hum mam ke ghar ki taraf chal pade. Ghar pahonch kar mam ne darwaza khola hum ander gai mam ne kaha you go and get fresh till i put the luch on the table. Main bathroom gaya susu ki lund abhi se aadha khada tha, hath munh dhoya aur bahar aa gaya. Mam table per lunch laga rahi thi thodi jhuki hi thi maine piche se unki dono chuchiyon ko dono hath se pakad liya aur unki gaand mere lund se touch ho gai. Mam ne muskurate hue kaha wait naughty first lets have lunch. Thodi der unki.