Jay ghar pe aata hain, pooja bahar gaye hoti hain , mamta sirf akeli hoti ghar me, aur nahake aaye hoti hain. bahoot khubsurat dikhati hain mata aur j...ay ki niyat kharab ho jati hain, aur phir sex main uncle ke pass jake bola”isbaar to jay condom lgayega na?” sab jor jor se hasane lagte hain.Uncle”kabhi suna hain kisi ne condom lagake rape kiya hain” main chup ho jata hu. tab uncle bolte hain muje “tere sagi behan ko problem nahi hua to teri wife ko kya problem”uncle mamta ko nahane ke liye. I shouted “Oi.” She turned, waved and then sprinted off. I kicked up into a sprint but didn’t see her again. Reaching my rucksack I’m disappointed until I find another scribbled note. It said, ‘It was a real pleasure seeing all of you this morning.’ In capital she’d scribbled, REMEMBER….. YOU CAN HAVE ME ONLY IF YOU CAN CATCH ME.’ Looking around all is as quiet as normal. The only exception is the noise from my heart pumping blood!I had a call from one of the cottages. Apparently the toaster. 5 inches easily and was really thick. I could hardly wrap my fingers around it and my mouth watered to taste it right away. I slowly stroked it to make it harder and his pre-cum slowly formed a bead at the slit. I licked it eagerly and swallowed his cock-head completely. It was not easy and felt like my mouth was getting stretched out, but I managed to push it inside and started bobbing my head up and down. Suddenly I felt his body flex and he moaned roughly.I was shocked and scared to hear him. I loved them both, also almost equally, and I know Tom loved me almost as much as he loved her. Mildred fell in love with him while she fell out of love with me, and I could do nothing at all about it other than read the signs in her letters from home, and wait for the axe to fall and cleave my heart in two.”“Loving relationships between men and women, can make other friendships difficult,” Mary said thoughtfully.“Sometimes,” I said, pointedly, “the best of men can be both husbands and best.