By the time the photographer emerged he was waiting behind the wheel of his car.He followed her beat-up Camaro through town to where she finally stopp...d at a run down store front. The faded sign above the door read Sarah Jackson Photography. Darrel sighed deeply. As if he hadn’t enough to do, now he had to research this pesky photographer.Chapter 3Peggy bounded across the floor to answer the ringing phone. Her naked breasts bobbed seductively with every move.“Hello?”“How did it go?” Darrel. Tt ne kaha abhi to lund ka topa he gaya hay baki ka lund to bahar he hay,ammi ne kaha apka lund mayri chut phadega lagta hay,chup kar randi abhi to suruwat hay uske bad jo suru huwa tt k thukai ammi ki halat patli kardiya usne 1 ghante k bad wo jab farik huwa to ammi se khada nahi huwa gaya wo ushi halat may padi rahi30 min bad wo sit ko pakad kar uthi or batroom jana cahati thi unse thik se chala v nahi jaraha tha,pakad pakad kar ammi batroom gai waha se ane k bad tt apne lund ko hilane laga. We would have sex at an almost daily pace, but barely ever had a romantic scene.So to give her some guidance, I told her “If you’re currently in love with someone, who isn’t me, then we should stop our sexual relationship. Otherwise, let’s just continue and time will tell”. She stared at me with eyes filled with the need for me, at least that’s the vibe I sensed. So I reached and gave her a kiss. And, without hesitation, she accepted the kiss and we started making out. A few seconds later, she. She couldn’t believe the sensation. It was like someone was stimulating every nerve ending, in her body. She deliberately licked her pussy and sucked on her clit, until she exploded in orgasm. Eloa, slowly kissed up her body. Stopping at her breasts for a bit and then kissed her deeply. Eloa, pulled back and Chloe just layed there, forgetting about the other guys.Then one of the men cupped her breast and she kind of snapped back into reality. She tried to push him away and Eloa said “let him”!.