Waha pahuche uski dost se mujhe milaya maine wahi tha thodi bahot baate ki aur mai side me chala gay mai boar horaha tha aur kya kare kuch samajh nahi... aaraha tha wo party me mast maje kar Rahi thi fir wo mere paas aai aur kah kit um boar horahe ho na maine kaha nahi but kisi se jan pahechaan nahi to kay kar sakta hu usne kaha tum mere sabse acche friend ho maine use kaha jaldi nikalo hame leat ho raha hai thodi dr baad hum nikal pade but rasta 2 ghante ka tha aur andhera ho gaya tha 9 baaj gayr. We all gave it our all, and were really excited that some of us were actually fairly good; I even got some laughs in my crappy standup routine. It wasn't until later that we found out that the whole contest aspect of it was always rigged to make sure that the Seniors won. But it didn't matter because it was fun. At the end of the show, the winners were announced, and the twang band, of course, won. The prize wasn't what we expected; it was two dozen roses, which the lead singer walked down into. I suddenly became aware that he was starting to use 2 fingers in my ass and he would wiggle them around to really intensify the action. When my ass got used to 2 fingers in it he pushed in a third and started to massage my prostate. As he finger fucked me all I could do was surrender to it like the dirty slut I was and he knew he had me hooked. After listening to me moan and sigh for several minutes he pulled his fingers out of me. I felt him get into position behind me and in between my legs. "Grandpa, I decided to start on the family painting on the back side of the fireplace. I spent the morning drawing in the outline of it but I need to go to the art store again to get some more paints. I kind of thought we could all eat at Tran's restaurant tonight since we have to go to town. Is that ok with you? Tran also wants to check in to see how things are at the restaurant since she hasn't been there for awhile." Wellll... , since you put it that way, do I have enough time to grab a.