Yaha tak ki girlfriend ke bare mein bhi puch lete the. Magar aaj main jo unse baate karna cha raha tha. Uska level bohut khatarnak tha. Shaam ke time ...ab main dada ji bahar ghumne gaye.Tab maine aapni aur dada ji ki kuch photo le li. Aur use bhi us folder mein daal diya.Main – Dada ji main abhi paani peeke aata hu. Tab tak aap mobile mein photo dekho. Dekho to maine kitni sari photo li hai.Dada ji – Ha theek hai beta.Main dada ji ko mobile deke chala gaya. Aur fir ek jagah chhup gaya. Maine. I own several busineses, one is specialized in the customizing of just about anything - i got him set and ordered him new parts, having only heard the meltdown story the last hour of helpin him, he starts blabbering about "you wouldn't deal with this shit, you dont fukn have to man. why do i? What the fuk makes a girl do this shit?" I jokinly reply "hormones man. Stuff like that. Feelings are big too - you do have an asshole streak" the conversation drifted to me needing to go talk to this. I had been away for a year and had missed her so much but now I was to spend the next six weeks with her and looked forward to many more foot worshipping experiences, especially as I had now been allowed to sniff her feet.Although Aunty Bettie was a very attractive woman she never felt the need to get married again after the loss of her husband, I used to think it must have been too painful for her to start another close relationship, but one day I discovered something that shook me to my. My finger sank into her wet velvet, like a hot knife slicing butter. She ground her clit against the palm of my hand, smearing her wetness all over.“Let’s get outta here,” she whispered.We paid for our uneaten lunches, and with apologies, we left. She followed me to my apartment, which was closer than hers. We were barely in the door, when she pulled me close and pressed her bubble gum flavored lips to mine. She pushed me against the closed front door, as she pushed her tongue into my mouth. I.