.to us ne bed k head k sath taik lagaya or knees bend ker ker k shalwar utar di or pir tangain phaila ker apne kwas (choot) ko mere samne ker k kaha p...shto mai.. “kajara shaba os ogora zama kwas sta ghinrh pa khpal kwas k owahama..shaba da khpalay khoor moor kwas oghaya” translation (a kanjar dek le meri choot..tere land ko apni choot mai maron.. chal apni ma , behan ko chod)ye sun ker mai josh mai agaya or us ki choot pe hamla ker dia or uski tight pink line or milky white lips wali choot ko. Veronica bucked hard and screamed as she had her first orgasm just from my expertly trained tongue. I grabbed her and pulled her up from the sofa and she led me into her bedroom where I quickly removed her blouse and skirt, leaving them in a crumpled heap on the floor. I spun her around and unclasped her French bra and slid the straps down her shoulders slowly, kissing her shoulders along the way. Instantly I felt her shudder and little goose bumps appeared all over her body. I pushed her. ”“I have and that’s getting way too personal for a girl to ask her dad.”“Was it fun, Dad? Did you and the girl have fun?”“Lilly Beth!”“Please tell me, Dad. I want to know. I hardly know anything about love and being with boys and I want to be sure I know what to expect.”“Yes, it was fun.”“Dad, did you and the girl do things in the water?”“Lilly Beth!”“Did you, Dad? Please tell me.”“We did. Yes, it is fun and wild and when you’re old enough and you try it, you’ll see. Now stop asking me. “They become part of the road,” Sean said.“Steam rollers?” his mother asked.“That’s right,” Sean said, “We’re going to miss you.”“Why?” his mother asked.“It is a long story filled with twists and turns of a most improbable nature. Are you sure that you want to hear it?” Sean said.“Sure,” Mrs. Emery said. She slapped a hand over her mouth as soon as she realized what she said.Sean said, “The owner of that theater is going to have a James Bond Festival. Not just any festival, but one that lasts.