A tear fell to the floor on his shadow, pooling waiting for the stream to follow. The game was definitely up. I dared not answer.He crossed the space ...etween us. I wanted to run. Fear had now bolted my feet firmly to the floor. Quickly I tried to think of the possible outcomes. I lie and say it wasn’t me who wrote it. I lie and say it was make believe. I plead for forgiveness and ask him to forget he ever saw it.His fingers, the same fingers that had grazed my nipple accidently over a week ago. Nowhe began to stroke.Only he imagined that it was not her father's cum. Itwas not **** cum. She was not crying. It was Mikey'scum. He had come to her rescue. He had hit her fatherover the head. With her father's bleeding body layingon the floor next to them, Julie had run to him. Shehugged him, unconcerned with her nakedness.He imagined that they kissed and then Julie strippedhim down and in thankfulness she had blown him likehe'd seen her do her father. He had been the onestanding before her. 30 ghante tak aisa kar raha tha.Fir wo bhi maja le rahi thi. Muze kya behti ganga me hath dho liye. Fir wo kisi station pe utar gayi. Me firt time mumbai ja raha tha to muze kuch pata hi nahi chal raha tha ki kkonsa station he.Me bas uske baad rekha k yaad me dub gaya. Or lund ko pant ke upar se hi masal raha tha.Jub me usse mila, kya batau dosto me to hairan hi rah gaya. Kya maal lag rahi thi. Ekdum kadak, hot, rapchik. Fir hum uske car se ghar pe gaye. Uska khudka flat he. Uska pati aksar. We both moan on this first stroke. Her cunt is so very tight! "Oh god…your..pussy!" "Feels so good! Yes daddy fill me!"Two more thrusts and I climax and she cums as my hot load is pumped deep into her cunt. I thrust again a few time, fluids squeeze out of her filled cunt. I lay her down on the bed and we hold each other, stroking each other.Need to get up nature calling, I feel an arm. Oh yes, Marie, it's daylight, I glance at the clock, good just 10. I try not to wake Marie, but she stirs,.