Later there were multiple mail exchanges knowing about each of us and came to know that her husband is working abroad and now she is alone in an apart...ent with her kid aged about 10 years. Finally, the day arrived to meet in person. I clearly told her that she should let me know her colour of dress so that i can identify and agreed to meet somewhere outside.As agreed on a saturday, i went to meet her near malleswaram coffee day little early as i respect to be on time. I noted a alto coming. My Aunt Sabrine had called the police and they were already there with an ambulance when I regained consciousness. It was enough like when my mother died that the first thing I did was scream at the top of my lungs for my daddy. He appeared like magic at the opened back doors of the ambulance in which I was laying. He clambered in and hugged me carefully, still jarring my skull and right arm enough that I passed out again from the pain.I was being poked and prodded by a blonde-haired, blue-eyed. But if you thought that’s a good view try this,’ she said with a grin. With that she swung her body around and lifted her leg across his waist. She pushed at his knees, feeling her still tender clit brush up his body, until his hands found her thighs and she could feel his breath on her tender and expectant flesh. ‘Ooh yeah!’ he said pulling her groin to his face squeezing her wonderful buttocks, still firm with only a slight trace of orange peel around the dimples. He licked around her. The thought was intriguing... maybe it would feel good? "Well no, its just... just..." What?" she asked, all innocence.So big. "Well it just that... that's too big. I can't take something like that."She giggled. "Of course you can." What?" Well, a girl has to take that much... right? And we do. And we're smaller." "Well, yeah but..." Damn. She had a point. I had taken her in the ass a half dozen times, and watched as her pretty pink asshole expanded to take my non-insignificant cock. "And when.