Now, I want to believe in it. Everything you represent, feels right, genuine and my adoration for you, is calling out to me. Right now, I am heading t... bed and sleep will elude my mind until I grant myself the thoughts of you. I picture you laughing and I can’t help smiling. Your laughter always feels like melody in my ear. I see your face and how it lights up when you try to hold back your laughter. I see in my mind’s picture, your countenance brightening, making you all the more attractive. I. Uska mere bank me account tha , uska pati abroad rehta tha to har month me do teem baar vo apne accnt se paise nikalne aati thi , mai apni purani auntiyo ko pelte pelte bore ho gaya tha , ab mujhe ek naya maal chahiye tha , Maine Shardha ko apna target banaya , vo mere ko apna check diya karti thi aur mai usse help ke bahane friendly ho gaya , ab baari thi agla step ki yaani uska no lene ki , maine use kaha ki jab bhi account ka balance pata karna ho to mujhe call karsakti thi . Bas fir kya no. “That’s nice-very nice,” she murmured.I pulled my head back from her dripping cunt. I stuck my tongue out deliberately and touched its tip to the inner cunt lips. They tasted hot and oily. I began to push the tongue between her pussy lips and she shivered with pleasure. “Oooooh”, she moaned. I just kept running my tongue into her slack lipped cunt. I felt the elastic walls of her cunt moulding around my intruding tongue, trying to draw it deeper into the depths of her pussy. Deeper and deeper. He brought over to me and started to ring it up."Let me get that," I heard a very deep voice say, as the owner of the voice produced a hundred dollar bill from a wallet stuffed with them.It was the local big shot lawyer, Richard Turner, who it turned out to be eyeing me up. Older, but nice looking, richer then Trump, and a certified player in town. I turned around, elbows still on bar, my breasts pointing outward proudly, butt against the bar with my sexy legs outstretched. He stared down the.