Hamare ghar mein sabhi job karte hai to din mein koi ghat pe nahi rhta hai.jab koi ghar mein nahi rahta mein story aur video dekhta tha.meri aunty nah...ane ke bad apni panty aur bra bathroom mein chodke jati thi.jab muje chance milta mein unke floor pe jake bathroom mein jata aur unke gown ka bra ka aur panty ki smell leta tha aur chatata tha.mere mann mein unke prati pyar tha. Ek din mein ghar pe akela tha aur squirting videos dekh raha tha itne mein woh achanak se ayi mera khada lund dekhke. Javed grabbed the Imaam and threw him off the bed on to the floor, he then began to kick and punch the Imaam furiously, taking out all his anger on him. Javed was angry at his mother for being such a hypocritical slut. He was angry by the fact that he had caught his mother with the Imaam of all people, he was angry at him self for being so turned on by his mother and angry because he believed for some perverted reason that it should have been him ramming his cock in to her womb. Javed. So if we get married I shouldn’t still call you dad.” I chuckle as I respond. “Sara you can call me anything you damn well please, like Bobby, hubby, honey, Robert, or even Daddy. After the kids come you can call me Mother Fucker, because you will be the mother I”Sarah is rolling on the floor laughing at this point in and she looks up with a joyful tear in her eye she is laughing so hard and says. ”You are the only fucker I'll have. When I’m ready to be a mother, you’ll be the fucker that makes. ”She got off her chair and came over to sit in my lap. Elyse made bacon, eggs, and toast, though I passed on the toast in favor of a couple of extra slices of bacon. I had to maneuver a bit to eat because Birgit had decided to stay on my lap during my breakfast. When we finished eating, I helped Elyse clean up the kitchen while Samantha and Ellie disappeared.“Have fun?” Elyse asked quietly, after Birgit had left the kitchen.“You know me!” I grinned.“Got anything left for me?” she asked, bumping.