She started with a few drawings, and sketches, before getting the paints and canvas out. The need to wear clothes again, seemed to evaporate. I was en...irely comfortable, and Joan used my availability, to do what she loved doing - painting. Even when outside, doing my chores, I was usually naked. The shack was quite remote from town, with rarely a passer-by. One day, while posing, June wandered into the shack, through the door that was never locked. Her surprised eyes took in me and my. I guess whenever bus moves I used to move hard enough I would press it harder and she moaned slowly with pressure. I was in that position for sometime then sat back. I decided to play with her today since it was AC bus it was very cool inside. I told her your body is very smooth placing my arm on her thigh and she was blushing. I told her am feeling cold here so I would place my hand in between your thighs, with our her reply I placed my right hand btw her thighs.Omg, it was so soft, I told her. He didn't see her, didn't see anything but the woman screaming under him, didn't feel anything but the rough slapping of flesh, the tension of a terrified cunt. Anna slowly, without really contemplating the result, knelt beside the crying baby and lifted it into her arms, gingerly shushed its crying. But she couldn't turn away.Eventually Sergei Ivanovich cried out, a harsh, guttural noise, and stilled deep in Ilona's cunt, and Anna could imagine the thick, ropey jets of semen spewing into. Mene yeh sunte hi uske galo ko chum liya or uska sukriya kiya me khusi se pagal tha.Sayad meri khusiya ke ye akhri din the.Fir humara daily milna hua uske marji ki bina me use kuch nhi kar sakta tha kabhi kabhi woh kiss karne deti or apne boobs ko uper se chune deti thi par fir bhi me khus tha.Suddenly ek din bad news aayi ki papa ki ek meeting ke dauran attack se death ho gyi or tab se sara work muje pe aa gya.Me ab apne kam me bussy rahne laga or ghar me maa or bahan ko kaise bhi sakina ke.