The double meaning in his words was too obvious. Anita must have told him. He sounded sincere, though. Could he really forgive her?“Thank you, Sir A...thony. Your words mean a lot to me,” she answered in a small voice.Already, the next person stood in line to deliver the appropriate phrases, and Anthony Carter had to move.After the funeral, there was a short reception at Lord Brougham’s residence. Lord Brougham had asked Anita to come too, and she dragged poor Tony along with her. Under the. Thinking about the situation and how aroused my very own Dad had become about me playing with myself I started to feel horny again as I spread my legs wide I began to rubbed my still wet pussy for my Dad who was still standing in front of the bed watching closely as I continued to rub my young wet pussy for him sliding my vibrator in and out slowly at first picking up speed as I became even more horny than when I started all by myself. After doing this for quite sometime my eyes were closed at. By the time she got to the bar, he had a glass of champagne waiting for her, a chilled glass of Don Perigon '57.She took him by the arm and walked to the entrance of the restaurant, spoke quietly to the host and they where shown to the best table, secluded but with a beautiful view of the restaurant. As they sat down, the pianist played Chopin Nocturne Op. 9 No. 2 and she whispered in his ear that it was her favourite song. They chatted away through there starters and onto there main course,. Hum dono baato mein bhool hi gaye ki hum bus mein jaa rhe h, main apni frustration ka reason usey smjha rha tha, shayd vo koi advice de deta. Maine usey zor se bola, “Yar acha khasa hu, par kisi ladki se baat nhi kar pata, ladkiyo se baat krne jaata hu to bahut jhijkta hu, tang aa gya yar.” tabhi mujhe peeche se hasne ki awaaz aane lagi, maine peeche mudke dekha to dekhta hi reh gaya. Mere peeche ek bahut hi hot bhabhi baithu hui thi, usne maroon saree pehen rakhi thi, vo meri baat par has rahi.