Usne apni jeebh mere muh mei ghused di aur mein uski jeebh ko choosne lagi. Wahi dusre hath mei meine uska lund pant ke upper se hi pakar liya. Jab us...ke lund ko pakra to mein pagal c ho gyi. Uska lund kafi bda tha aur halke halke sar utha raha tha. Tabhi paas se nikal rahi motorcycle ki aawaj sun kar hum dono ko hosh aaya. Hum dono alag hue aur ghr ko chal pade. Motorcycle par baithne ke baad meine uska lund fir se pakar liya aur use boli, “Raji, aaj mujhe kisi bhi haal tera ye bda lund apni. Sari Poojane itni neeche pehni thi agar 1 cm bhiwo niche ho jaye to uske chut ke baal bahar aa jaye. Yes najara dekh ke Karanka lund phir se khada ho gaya.Ankhe phati ki phati aur mu khula reh gayaPooja: Kaisi jag rahi hu?Karan: Achi.Pooja: Achi ya bahot achhi?Karan: Bahot achhi maa!Pooja: Bahot achi ya maal?Karan: ye kya keh rahi ho maa? Mai tumhara beta hu!Pooja: Acha? is beteko apni nangi maa ko dekhkar muth marneme to sharam nahiaayi ku?Karan: Sorry maa! I’m really sorry!Pooja: Are sorry. I picked up the bra first. It was soft and lacy with what I noticed were fairly big cups to hold my Aunt's beautiful breasts. The straps were not centered on the top of the cups, but were made off to the side, and the area between the cups was very narrow and low. I noticed a small label inside the bra and read 38DD. Now I know what that number means; at the time I had no idea, but I knew this beautiful bra would look absolutely stunning on Aunt Bunny. As I lifted one of the cups to my. “Aw, shit, Elf,” he says, wrapping both arms around me. “Not when you were only nine years old.”“Ja,” I say, my voice muffled against his chest. “Herr Grüber believed in starting his training young.”“Motherfuckin’ son-of-a-bitch!!”“Do you mean you think he fucked dogs?” I inquire archly, looking up so Logan can see my face.“Huh?” At least I had derailed the string of curses that would have come next.“Vell, if he is the son of a bitch, his mother is a dog, nicht wahr? And if he fucks his.