Uncle= han uski padhayi likhayi sab kuch .Mummy = mere account me to sirf 40-50000 honge itane me karan ki padhayi ka kharcha ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,Uncle= aa... karan ki padhayi likhayi ka kharche ki chinta mat kijiye uska pura kharcha mai karunga. Aakhir mera ab hai hi kon !Mummy= kabtak aap uthate rahange sara kharcha. Apne rahne ke liye diye yahi bahut hai mere liye. Mai kahin kaam karne chali jaungi.Uncle = nhi pushpa. Mummy uncle ko chonk kar dekhne lagi kyun ki uncle ne pahli bar mummy ko unke. A stood and approached the ladies, he moved to his wife’s side and gave her a deep passionate kiss, whispering in her ear how hot and sexy she looked, C watched the couple embrace as she slowly slid her skirt down her legs, next she removed her tight jumper, the couple watched as C teased them with a slow twirl, unhooking her bra facing away from them, the bra slipped to the floor, C turned around hiding her nipples with her fingers. K moved across to her, moved in close and kissed her, C. The place looked a lot more professional, less half-assed and temporary. It was like moving into a real house after having camped out in the backyard. The neat, finished appearance said that somebody cared about us, that we mattered, and what we were doing was really important. But just as we were feeling so good about our project, we experienced a catastrophe that cast a pall over the whole lab, and the abrupt change from glee to gloom almost crippled us. We lost our leader. George had been. He didn't want Chris to know about histransvestite fantasies."She made me do it Chris" he said as calmly as he possibly could,pointing to the screen with his right hand but keeping his left hand overhis banded sac. "I'm not gay, I'm into girls and we're both... having abit of fun."Chris looked at the screen. "Hello," a female voice came through thespeaker, "it sounds like we've got company. Is this another slave tocastrate or just an audience to watch my slave castrate itself?"Chris looked.
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