Mere lund upper neechey ho raha tha aur jab maine baji ki choot ke muhane par apna hgulabi supada rakah to vo cheekh padi,” Chod behnchod…der kion... karta hai…bhaijaan….pelo meri choot mein apna lund….meri chut ek randi ki choot ki tarah jal rahi hai…bhar de meri choot ko apne lund se….allah…jaldi kar” Maine apna lund aage ki taraf thel diya. Tahira baji ki choot jaise aag ki bhatti ho. Mera lund choot mein ghusta chala gaya kion ki choot ke bahut sa ras meri baji ki choot ko chikna bana chuka. Again I tried to return to takings pics, when all of the sudden I heard the pitter patter of jogging feet approaching. With my camera still stuck to my right eye, I spun around quickly. Snapping picture after picture after picture as the lovely calves ran by me for the second time. Happy with myself I smiled like a cat that had just caught a canary. I turned around where there was some shade from my own head to view the pics I had just taken on my barely new digital camera. As I viewed the. " The ships just need to sense individual Guardian DNA, they don't need a Guardian to actually fly them, Aesia could do that." Tristan, what are you talking about?" Aesia demanded. She had walked into the room unnoticed during their conversation.Tristan turned. "Aesia! Couldn't you get back to sleep?" No, I could hear your voices, even in the bedroom." Oh sorry."Aesia frowned. "What are you planning that involves Tristain?" Please sit down, Aesia, and hear me out." Tristan indicated the lounge. She was late - which was typical. Not her most endearing trait but one I was going to have to live with if I was planning on marrying her. I smiled, thinking of it as my first sacrifice of the marriage: I was no longer going to be on-time for everything.She was worth the wait. When she finally came down, she was wearing a yellow/gold satin thing that draped down her body. Missy had no figure but the dress actually took advantage of that - if she had been curvy like Trina, the dress would have.