“Morning,” I mumbled, moving to pour coffee, then parking my butt at the round kitchen table, an ancient, much waxed solid oak piece of furniture ...oraya had spent months hunting for.While I sipped the strong coffee and let the magic of caffeine sweep cobwebs from my brain, I studied my daughter. She’d let her hair fall free in a wavy mass down her back. She’d dressed in worn jeans that hugged her rear, giving it a rather lovely shape - or was that just me now appreciating it? Her olive green. TAB MUMMY BOLE KEE AB NIKLO BHEE APNE LUND SE RABDEE ME TO AB TESRE BARR JHAD RHE HUU. Tabhee mummy ke sharer mee jasee kise ne bijle ka current lga diya hoo unke sharer mee etthan se hue aur vo chhekh marrkar jhad gyee. Mee soch rhe thee ke mujhe esaa lund mil zayee to mee apne ko bahut bhgyavan samjhugee. Shayad Papa ko ab Mummy paar taras aa gya thaa bole Neha Rani tere 3 pose me chudye ke bavjod mera mann nhe bhraa par mee ab jhdta huu. Aur feer Papa ne mummy koo alag kiyaa aur turant unkee. I just wanted a good fuck after not getting laid for a month.We got back to my place in Zaid’s car. As soon as I opened the door, Zaid lifted me up and threw me on the couch. He was really strong, and this was like a piece of cake for him. All three of them got inside, and then Rahul came up to me, pulled me up, and kissed me.He was a really good kisser. I was enjoying this kiss when Zaid got behind me and unzipped my dress from the side. He then started sucking on my neck and ears, and it. I'd just started my 1st year at varsity when this certain incident occurred. Bryan was a polite naughty boy and we always got along well. I'd often pick him up from school take him to his friends or the shops. And occasionally when he bunk a day of school he would call me to see if i can fetch him, some mornings when i use to take him to school he would ask to be dropped of by his partner in crimes house to bunk the whole day. And even with his bunking he still managed good grades at school..