Menepucha sale tu to bahot achi tarah se chus rahi he bahot experience he tuje esalagta he wo ha Bhaiya experience to he par sirf dekhane ka loda muh ...me aj pehlibar le rahi hu mene pucha Ooohhhto tumne kanha dekha dekha ye sab to boli ghar me tere ghar me to cd or dvd kuchbhi nahi to kanha dekha tune wo boli mammy papa ka roj chusti he vo me rojdekhati hu aur hamari nokarani sarda bhi papa ka leti he jam mummy nahi hoti ohto teri maa ne tuje chusna sikhaya he aur kya sikahaya he teri ma ne tuje. " My daughter poured the ingredients into a large metal mixing bowl. "You can use the electric mixer." No, Daddy. It tastes better beaten by hand." She took a whisk from the drawer and started to whip the mixture. After a short time, her arm dropped limp at her side. "This is tiring. Janie, your turn."I glanced at the bowl that Janie was holding against her stomach for leverage. Her sleep shirt was pulled tight across her breasts, accentuating the nipple mounds I had the pleasure of meeting the. The scene was amazing, but I got a bit stressed of the fact that the whole club in theory could see my wife. Not that anybody other than me did see, I distantly registered the wildness of the crowd behind me. Laura also realized the crowd, but in her own way. Still halfway in another world she tugged my arm and made me stand right in front of her, thus covering the scene from the surrounding people.Not a second too soon, we both realized, as the stranger made a new move. He ducked behind Laura. ”“Enough business talk!” Pete said.“I agree!” Jorge said.I laughed and Dave and I quit talking just to each other and enjoyed our time with the guys.When we finished breakfast, I headed home and my wives and I dressed in our karate uniforms and headed to the dojo. Just before class started, I saw Abbie in the viewing area with Birgit, Stephie, Albert, and Ashley. Happily, Kara didn’t see them. Sensei Jim took his place at the front of the dojo and called everyone to attention.“Mrs. Adams! Step.