Mo bia phala ku mela kari ice cream khaila bhali chusi chusi mo bia ku khaila.Pilata kale sigra baharijiba bhabiki sighra sighra genha genhi heijaiba ...oli bhabili. Raju ku mo uparaku tani anili. Godo ku tile mela kari taa banda ku mo nalua mela bia bhitare pureili. Bhush kina bandata mo bia bhitare pasigala. Raju mote kundheiki aste aste gandi ku upara tala kala aau taa banda pura mo bia bhitare pasuthila baharuthila. Aaaaahhhhaaa uhhhh Raju Raju mo bia bia.Ohhh bou bou mo banda banda.Hau. My mother got even angrier as I began to cry.‘OH, THIS IS RICH, YOU CRY AFTER YOU DESTROY YOUR FATHER’S GIFT!’ My mother screamed.My mother then bent me over the pouf and I felt my little skirt ride up my arse; then my mother lifted my skirt to reveal my whole arse and French knickers. I was so embarrassed and yet so horny; my father knelt down opposite my mother (either side of me). I heard my parents kiss above me; was it possible they were turned on by this as much as I was.‘You dirty,. I began rubbing her pussy softly and playing with her clit, I could already feel how wet she was which only made me harder and my balls swell more.In among the chatter of her mother and Julie we heard he mother say, "Damn, we are out of milk and tea. I will have to go to the shop and get some more, however Rachel isn't awake yet and I can't leave breakfast cooking on the oven.". Julie replied with "that is ok, I'll stay and sort all of that out and when they wake it will be a nice chance to. I just smiled knowing that it would be me that you would be going home with tonight.The food, as expected, was wonderful. A mixture of Spanish and English with a bit of Italian thrown in. We talk to the owners Carlos and Maria, the birthday girl. Apparently they returned to the Island after moving to the UK in their c***dhood. Later there was dancing, starting with the traditional then onto more modern. Finally what I had been waiting for, the slow stuff. I had been waiting to hold you and that.