Her soft lips, the ones that he’d been fantasizing about kissing again ever since she’d left, were glossed a subtly brighter shade of red. His fan...asies intensified momentarily, and he nearly drove past a stop sign.“Will, I know I left you with some great daydream material earlier, but I really need you to concentrate on driving so we make it there in one piece.” She gave a little moan, then muttered “And so I don’t get any wetter.”He pulled onto the highway. I’ve gotta get a hold on this. Just. " I said jokingly. She seemed hurt by that comment. "I'm sorry Mr Anderson, I thought my mom was coming." She seemed genuinely embarrassed. I apologized and said I was only joking and I would be happy to drive her home if she needed.She said her mom hadn't returned a text or anything, and didn't know if she would be there all night. I told her to text her mom and say I was gong to bring her home.Soon as I started my car I noticed something wrong, these older carbs have issues with the needle. I've had that thought many times over the last eight years. I know it's hyperbole but I believe it. The best father, the best husband and the best man there could ever be. He's a giver. He moves through life with quiet ease, always trusting in a kind word where others often resort to shouting and demands.For example, he doesn't hustle and con at his work. As a site manager for a large construction firm, everyone trusts him implicitly. They go to my husband for straight answers and simple. She was wearing a white shalwaar kameez as this was the uniform of the school she was in so I was kissing and licking her in my mind till her depth and had an instant erection again she saw it and then looked towards my face and realized my intentions and asked me for a leave but I refused and insisted her to complete the work I gave her but she stood and started walking towards the door so I ran and closed the door and locked it she said ye kia ker rahe hain aap? I said Vardhini please mujhe.