." was Michael's reaction."Ha, you like Indian arse but don't like Indian food, is that it?" laughed Chavvi."Well yes, I suppose, sorry," replied an e...mbarrassed Michael."I can cook other stuff, I might have to bend over in the frozen food aisle at the supermarket though," giggled the very happy Chavvi."Yes well be careful when you bend over because you never know who might be watching," replied Michael."So you will come for dinner and stay the night?" asked Chavvi."Love to, I will bring some. Dave, the buddy I mentioned, lived with his wife, Chloe, in the countryside just outside of town. As he knew I had just gone through a rather painful breakup, Dave insisted I stop sulking and come to his party. Arriving at the party, I walked on in and found Dave standing in the kitchen. I handed him a bottle of Cabernet from the Country Crest Winery in Washington, an award winning vintage of moderate price. He set it aside and pulled me out back to the bar he had set up. “Wine later,” he. Removing my clothes completely, MIL had moved the chair over so she could see clearly the bitch on the sofa waiting for a fucking, MIL legs open, playing with her cunt lips and rubbing her clit, sat on the chair the pencil skirt now up around her waist panties gone, her own pubic hair short like her daughters wet from her cunt juice. My cock was stiff as knelt on the sofa, I pointed it at the hairy Paki gash laying on my sofa, the Paki slut lifted her arse to allow my cock easy entrance into. We do actually have another branch of the family. Our cousin Veronica is thirty-nine. She has a little girl as well. Brittany is thirteen too. Veronica looks just like the Veronica from the old Archie comics. Well, a thirty nine year old version. Long black hair, relatively slim, kind of stuck up looking but she really isn’t.My first priority of course was to see if Shelby was going to have any problems with finding a ride off planet. I asked her and here is her answer, verbatim. “No problem,.