“I’d rather have a beer,” Carter protested. “Haven’t had one in a while. Why am I always the designated driver?” he faked complaint.“Bec...ause the kids prefer your driving style for some reason.”“Well, I do take them everywhere they want,” Carter pointed out.“Yeah. You’re soft,” Aron chuckled.“Someone’s got to be. Hey, it’s like I’m the good cop, and you’re the bad cop!” Carter exclaimed.His husband hushed him with another kiss.Then, Aron stopped and frowned.“Hey, why am I the bad cop?”It was. Mein uske samne abhi bhi nanga he tha, aor mujhse jyada usko bhuk lage thi. Usne kaha, “Aapke piche waale table ki drawer mein hoga”. Table height mein chotta tha, mein jaise he jhuka mere purre gaand usse dekh rahe tha. Mujhe pata tha vo mujhe dekh raha hai, toh mein menu card dhudne mein thode der karne laga. Ussne mujhse pucha,”Menu card milla kya”. Aor maine haan kaha.Vo darwaje ke pass he khada tha, maine usse darwaja band karne ko kaha. Maine menu card liya, aor uske pass jaake. Linda pulled us cold beers from the ice chest and we went out onto the back patio to drink our beer. Linda went inside after a while and loaded the refrigerator and changed into a halter top and very shot cut off jeans because of the heat. She gave us all a fresh beer and sat down and we chatted and relaxed. As Linda sat in a chair next to Steve but across from me, sometimes her pussy lips pulled to the side and were exposed to my view. I caught a very good look at one of her puffy lips and a. My birthday came and everyone wished me a happy birthday. I got punched a few times by the jocks. The same day i was walking down the hallway heading for lunch when Brittnay jumped in front of me. Happy Birthday birthday boy she looked me up and down. Me and brittnay had a thing in the past she gave some good head 3 weeks ago. So you wanna go down to the basement and talk about stuff. She rubbed her hand up and down my cotch .I knew she really didnt wanna talk so I agreed to go. Sure I said to.