I could not see what is happening however I could imagine from my wife’s whimpering that she is being enjoyed thoroughly. They literally dragged her... out of the kitchen to our sitting room and that’s when I saw my beautiful ! Plump! fat! wife of mine, two men were holding her each arm her clothes were fully intact till now only her blouse was out of its place as if pulled however it still covered her approx 45% milk bags. Her sari pallu was on the ground and the sari seemed to have been pulled. Cali’s father Ray was a baby boomer who never escaped the 60’s, falling into a life of shaping surfboards on Hermosa Beach in LA county, finding ways to hit the surf and ignore any hint of responsibility. Cali’s mom, Melissa was the opposite, a driven woman from a wealthy family who, after finding the effects of methamphetamines too seductive to resist took up with Ray as a way to ‘stabilize’ her life. In the end neither Ray nor Melissa should ever have had children, there were no two people. I liked the garden patch at the back of the house. It was quiet for the most part, especially when the kids weren't home. I had to admit my children were different. While others would stay home and play video games, mine took off the moment their homework was done.By the trails in the ground just beyond the patch of flowers, I could tell Thomas had taken one of the four-wheelers, no doubt across the land to see Shannon's little sister; the two of them were inseparable. Even though the moment I. One in particular caught my attention and I grasped it marvelling at the length and girth but too at a number of protuberances that had me wondering as to their uses. Unable to resist I furtively pressed what I suspected was a button to operate the monster. My squeal as the phallus burst into life vibrating, buzzing and flashing bright lights caused the assistant to look up in my direction, she smiled an all-knowing smile of someone for whom this was not the first time this had occurred..