Within a year he was writing some of the boring little articles which no one else wanted to bother with. He wrote obituaries, and articles about the f...iremen getting some little lady's cat out of a tree, and other things the full-fledged reporters thought were beneath them.When he finally got his own byline, he knew he would be doing this for the rest of his life. He knew he had reached the big time when he had been offered a job at the San Francisco Chronicle. He had been there ever since,. Phir us ney sara bra utar diya or pagloon ki tarhan merey bobschosney laga main satwain asmanpar thi or apney ankhain band kyuah bhai k moon ka maza apney bobspar mehsoos kar rhi thi.Us ka lan ful tan giya tha or mujhey apni tangon k beech mainmehsoos ho raha tha.Phir woh dheereydheerey neechey aya or meri shalwar utar di jaisey hee shalwar utriwoh meri shaved chot dekhankhain malney laga or bhoki nazroon sey dkehney lgaphir us ney apney sarey kaprey utarey or meri tangoon main beth karmeri. I loved today, too. I loved learning more about you…”She giggled. “And me learning more about you, darling.”They kissed again, and he saw it was just past nine o’clock. “Do you want another shower, baby? Rinse the cum off us both?”“Oh, yes. I will sleep better when I’m less sticky, darling.” She looked at him confidentially, and gave him a smile filled with lust and love. “You’re right, it’s fun to be more sinful with each other, freer, and I admit I loved covering your tits”—she looked down at. I went in to wake my aunty and saw the baby was feeding milk from my aunty’s tits.It was a shock as I never expected to see such things. My aunty was sleeping, and the baby was still feeding on his mother. That was the first time I saw my aunty’s tits. God, they were amazing. They were so fair, and she had dark pink nipples. I stood there watching that scene.I realized my dick was hard, and I started rubbing it over my shorts. I enjoyed the scene for almost 10 minutes when my aunty starting.