Dada ji kapde pehan rahe the. Aur fir main aur dada ji park mein ghumne chale gaye. Aaj dada ji bohut khush the. Aur ye khushi mummy ki chut milne ki ...hi.Main – Dada ji aapne to aaj mujhe dara hi diya tha. Mujhe laga nahi tha aap aisa bhi kar denge.Dada ji – Beta mujhe aaj bardaast nahi hua. Isiliye main itna aage badh gaya. Magar itna to main bhi samaj gaya tha ki teri mummy mujhe aaram se chodne degi. Aur wahi hua aaj 2 bar teri mummy ki chut ko thanda kiya hai.Main – Ha dada ji maine bhi. Now, at twenty-eight, he owned a small Ducati dealership, rodebikes all the time while dressed in his brand new red leathers and black helmet.He and his friends would take off on weekend jaunts across the channel andride through France or Spain , leaving me behind in dreary London . I didn'tlike his friends much, all lads who swilled lager and whistling at girls whileogling my breasts, so I didn't care. However, I would have liked to have gone to Paris with Lenny and enjoyed aromantic weekend. " By now the drinks had been served and we walked over to the gurls with them. Jack wasted no time in saying that he was going to give me a full guided tour as I still hadn't properly looked over the whole club and its many delights. He led me up some stairs and then opened a fire exit door into a brightly lit corridor. My heels echoed as I walked on the concrete floor and Jack remarked what a sexy sound that is and I so agree. We got to a door with a number coded entry system and it opened. The moment she felt me entering her she began to push down against me, I pressed my thighs against hers to prevent it. Slowly, only by degrees did I push into her, it was driving her crazy - she wanted full penetration now. I prolonged it as long as I could. Finally I was completely in her, she was wetter and hotter than any woman I had ever known. Instead of moving in and out of her I pressed deeper into her, pushing against her cervix and pressing my pubic bone down onto her clit. She fought.