Raat ke wqat hum dono ek bed par so gaye par hum don one chadar alag alag le rakhi thi kyunki garmi ka wqat that oh chadar ki itni jarurat toh nahi th...i par raat ko ac mein thand lagane lagi isliye. Chachi or chhaya ne us raat suit salwar pehen rakhe they.Wo toh bed par leth kar hi so gayi mein toh usse hi dekhta raha na jane kab meri aankh lag gayi aur subah ho gayi. Subah jab mein utha toh chhaya mere chere ke samane apne boobs chamka rahi thi aur mujhe utha rahi thi. Hum sab uth kar fresh ho. Not on our last visit when her health was failing and she called my father to tell him it was time for her to go into a nursing home. The cookies were always there.Occasionally I see the shinney gold box in the snack isle as we buy our grocery for the week. I can never bring myself buy them. I fear I'll taste the cookie, start crying, and won't be able to stop. With all my memories of her, its sad that every single time I think of her, the first home movie running in my head, if only for a. The chair was beginning to scoot across the floor as he pounded into me making my little pussy take his older cock. My boyfriend reached over me as he was still behind me watching me be a little whore and pulled my nipples roughly twisting them. The guy fucking me gripped me harder and pushed his dick into my pussy deep and shot another hot load filling my pussy once again with a strangers hot load. The man still throbbing in my pussy smiled at me and i smiled back. As i looked at him i thought. But shit man ... We'll both end up in the East river if we work this scam you're planning. Nobody gets away with fucking over Raw Eddy man. Nobody." Fuck Raw Eddy!" Art extended his middle finger pointing it toward the windshield. "Raw Eddy ain't the poor bastard who's got cancer man. Me man! I'm the lucky fuck what's got this shit eating out my insides, not him man, me! So screw fucking Raw Eddy to hell and fuckin' back!" Yeah ... I know man, but..." Louie started to argue again but Art cut.