Pahele ek kaam ker aapni lungi utar de…..aur nanga ho ker aapna lund haath mein pakad ker dheere dheere hila….Memsahib wahan per ped hain uske wah...an chale…..road per theek nahin hoga……The puller then led both of us to a small park which had cover so that no one can see us…..He took of all his clothes and was standing stark naked in front of my wife with his now 13 inch cock dangling like a pole in front of him….Cha lab aapna lund pakad ker dekha ki kaise muth maarta hai…….The puller then. Thedimensions had altered; space itself had expanded,thrusting out in all directions. I shook my head in muteastonishment - the room had been enormous to begin with:now it was colossal, monstrous, the size of a city block.Picture windows loomed as tall as skyscrapers, potplantswaved their ferny heads below an impossibly remote ceiling.The carpet beneath my feet ran off as wide and open as afootball field.(carpet?? we don't have carpet in in the Back Room!!)(yes we do. we've always had carpet in. Are getting ready to go catch our plane home so I thought I’d come up and see how things were going. Tell the truth, I’d rather be staying on a while, but I got a job to worry about and J.J. has classes starting in a week.’ Keni nodded. ‘We’re going to miss you dad, Mom especially.’ John chuckled. ‘I’m going to miss her. I enjoy having her in my bed at night. Not to mention having her to cook and clean up after me, you know what a slob I am kid. The house will be thrashed by the time she gets. Mother had a field day with that comment, let me tell you. Oh, thewashing machine stretches out my bras, does it, she asked me. And how didI know that? she requested of me. I'd seen it on television, I told her.Women's lingerie should be hand washed. Oh, now I'm a women's lingerieexpert, she started to poke fun. And you learned all this by watching thetelevision. What kind of television shows was I watching where I'd learnabout hand washing women's lingerie? She asked a good question and I.