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Yes, it is me. And I am so, so, so sorry. I should have called you to let you know our travel plans had changed. But I didn’t think it would really matter and I didn’t think for one minute that I was going to find a naked man in my bed when I got home ... and ... and ... and ... and ... yes I asked him to fuck me and yes ... yes ... yes he did fuck me ... and I am so sorry. It is all my fault. Please don’t blame Adam here. He wanted to go home but I wouldn’t let him. I will understand if you are angry and can’t forgive me but ... well ... well ... I just don’t know what to do now ... and ... and...”Jennifer was about to say something but went silent as she looked at Sophie then Adam then the Newspaper in her hand then back to Sophie. Finally she said with a laugh, “Oh, shit. Who cares. I’ve been fuckin’ ol’ lover boy here all week and what happens? As soon as I turn my back he’s fucking one of my friends. Hell, Sophie, I don’t blame you one bit. That Long Schlong of his is pretty. My husband looked at me and smiled.Amit: Kesa lag raha he?Me: kesa lagna chahiye? bahut acha lag raha he. mene to us din ke sapne dekhna shuru kar diya he. pata nai me tumhare laude ko pehchanungi ki nai.(smiling shyly).Amit: koi baat nai. test me pass nai hogi to uski dawa bhi he humare pass.There was a ceremony to be done before insertion of vibrator in my choot.MIL annouced that now we will worship bahu’s choot and intiate the “Kiska he ye lauda ” test.Every one assembled in our room. I was asked to undress and lie down on the bed.I had to keep legs spread wide apart , exposing my fresh choot.MIL started chanting some mantras and showered some flowers on my choot.Every member had to kiss my choot and insert their tongue inside me and tongue fuck me.FIL came first and started kissing my choot. He started sucking the juices out and started lapping on it. MIL reminded him that this was a ceremony. FIL regained his sense and tongue fucked me and left. He was followed by.
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