..I'm not a moron and jerk like him....I'll stick with you through thick and thin......" Stop Raj! Don't you ever judge your father again, the sacrifi...ce he'd made for both of us, he bore you...the complications....the problems thereafter...." But mom...but...you are the one who bore me for 9 months within you, fed me with your blood and life....taken care of me for all these while......"."Raj, not me....it was your father who had been impregnated with the seeds of life and he is the one who. And it was a casual remark by one of those men that set the ball rolling. Probably lonely and thousands of miles from home, he might have mentioned how he wanted to fuck an English girl. When asked what kind of girl he had in mind, he might have said, "Fee-fi-fo-fum, I'd love to fuck the wife of an Englishman." ha-ha! This imaginary English wife might even have been the type of woman who lived in that village. You know the one: that one all those Chinese tourists were keen to visit.She would be. “Waste not want not,” Marlene said that her drink was low and rather than pour it out to give her half and my mother half.“No, I am good. I’ve had too much already!” My mom slurred her words.“Nonsense, I’ve had two for every one you have had. You used to drink me under the table in college! Bartender, another round!” Marlene twirled her finger in the air as if ordering drinks from Betty and she obliged by shifting the contents of Waverly’s drink into their cups.I should have probably said. But his voice was so sexy on the phone that i felt my body start to shudder and my legs got weak as I could feel a huge orgasm building up inside of me.. He started talking faster and my breathing got heavier, and the wonderful wet sensations vibrating off of my pussy made my body so weak I couldnt even talk. I thrust my fingers even deeper into my pussy, faster and harder than before. I tried to make myself squirt as my pussy tightened even more around my fingers.. Cum ran down my ass as I.