Momi semiti kantha ku aauji basithile aau mu momi ku madi basi doodha ku dalili. Momi ulta gown ku uparaku teki dei jangha ku mela karidele. Mu momi k...u tike anei hasi hasi momi doodha ku chusi chusi khaili aau lungi bhitaru banda ku kadhi momi bia re bharti kali. Hele purei parili nanhi. Momi hata badhei thik bia re bharti kalaru mu dhire dhire genhili. Aaahhaa uhhh ki santi. Momi momi bia ku genhili. Momi bia ku genhili aaaahhaa uhhh uhhh aaaa momi bia bia bia mo banda kahi mu genhuthili. Momi. For that she is pleased and she wore her top.We reached a nearby motel and checked in at 10pm and as soon as we entered we kept “do not disturb”. yes it I s my story which happened in USA. This is my story of the decade. Dont just read this feel it.She immediately opened her top and bra just in a couple of seconds.By seeing them I grabbed both of them in my hands and pressed them very hard for that she is screaming. So to avoid the sounds to be heard by someone I have switched the tv on and. I took the liberty of vocalizing with a "This part really fucking turns me on!" (in truth, it did not, but I wanted to get his thorough attention). I opened my waistband and pulled down my trousers - leaving boxer shorts exposed. He looked - gulped - and simply stared. I removed my cock from the fly, and stroked my now-hardened shaft. He gulped again as he tried to keep his eyes on the TV and my cock. I moaned as I stroked, and suggested he begin to strip. He slowly - somewhat reluctantly -. "He's a nice guy. Like you." Shit," he said. "Don't tell my girlfriend. That's the kiss of death." He grinned.Then we went on our run. We did an extra mile, which Angelina loved. She laughed and burbled as we hit bumps in the road. I guess they don't have jogging carriages in Australia. We sure got a lot of stares as we ran.It took me until the middle of the tour to figure out that I was, in fact, pregnant. Uncle Bob had knocked me up good and proper while he was getting my breasts to lactate..