Mem aur husbend basket leke saman lene ko chale.Husbend bola ki thum saman lelo.Mem jake liqure ki bill katke aatha hum.Mene unse basket li aur sardar... khade dhe ustharaf gayi.Udhar rack me sabun lay out kar rahe dhe wo.Dono side me rack dhe.Aur beech me jaga kam dhe.Mem sardar ka bagal me khadi hoke saman lene ki bahana se neeche ki tharf jhuk gayi.Ab meri gand usko dhikhay dhiya hoga.Mem seedhi hoke uske samne khadi hogayi.Uska samne hi mem jhuk gayi.Ab uska sareer me meri gand laggayi.Wo. .. All eyes were on me as the joint finished it's first orbit."Ummmm. I don't... use drugs?" Ooops, wrong thing to say! That comment didn't go over too well at all."Aaaaak!" Junior pretended he was vomiting. "*Drugs*? Oh, No! This is natural, one hundred percently as nature herself intended. Yes, and I should know, I grew it myself in my own... parent's garden!"Everyone seemed to agree that Junior's was the best, the purest, and of course, most *organically* grown pot around. So why wouldn't I. .. smoking a long brown cigarette.She bent over..." How's my little sweetie doing?" she asked."MPHHHH" he nodded. There was to be no negative responses. He hadlearned... No was not an option. All was good. Take it all. Yes. Nodyes. Smile if you could." That's good honey" she said sliding her foot in front of his face. Heimmediately lowered his bound and gagged face and put it on her stiletto,rubbing his face against it, gently caressing it with this cheeks." That's good sunshine.... ready to. He gently pulled her hands away, his gaze loitering on her defenseless flesh.His scrutiny was too much. She slowly slid off of him, needing him to focus on something else. She dropped to her knees on the floor between his legs. She looked up at him hesitantly, before reaching for his belt and unbuckling it. He stared at her intently, as he lifted his hips and helped her slide his pants down, his breathing growing faster in anticipation. Tugging his briefs down, she wrapped one hand around his.