To mein bhabhi ko bola dekho mere chest par haath rakhkar kitne jor jor se dhak dhak kar raha hai to bhabhi ne haath rakha aur boli tera to sahi mein ...badi jor jor dhak dhak kar raha hai dil . To mein bhabhi ko bola kee bhabhi kya mein apko dubara jhupi daal sakta hoo to bhabhi ne dubara jhupi daali to mein unko bhi jawab mein unko jhuphi daali unko kamar se pakad kar apni jakad liya . Mera to haal bura ho raha tha aur mera lund bhi khada ho raha tha jiska shyad bhabhi ko pata lagne laga tha to. .. up his ankles... up his calves... up his knees... the outside of his legs, up his thighs, his hips, his sides and his chest, circling back to center, still light, light light touch... and still my inhales breathing in his masculine essence, and my exhale the warm moist essence of my femininity... my fingers linger on his chest, playing more and still lightly with his man nipples, his tummy and just to the sides of his erect manhood, down the front of his legs, his thighs, his knees, and then. “You girls do such a great job from the college. You make the sport what it is!” “That’s very meaningful, coming from you, Tray!” I said. “Yeah, it means a lot,” said JJ. “Well, you are the life blood of the game. Do you intend to turn pro, or you going academic?” “Oh, we don’t know yet,” I said. “Yeah, we’re just having a party, really,” added JJ. “I don’t blame you girls. Life is for living. Hey here’s our drinks.” I watched Tray as he spoke, studying the way his muscles made his suit. While he was gone I gave a brief overview to the Secretary of State about what the investigation had reveled. He was as unhappy about the proceedings as I was.“An operations assessment team just completed their work two months ago of the Portuguese embassy. There were minor problems but nothing reported like this,” Dick said.“Who did your team interview? My men would have requested guidance from our office if they had been interviewed, especially if they thought they were going on the record..