Me uske or dekhne laga thodi der bad usne bi notice kiya or vo bhi dhire dhire dekhne lagi thode time use chalta raha uske bad usne smile dene lagi mu...e green signal mil gaya tha or khush bi tha kyu na hu ek achcha mal jo hath aya tha thodi hi der me train a gayi or me anti or sister ko train me bethane laga itne me pata nahi kaha chali gayi wo Me . Phir parking ki or jane laga me car le ki just parking ke bahar nikala hi tha ke wo chalti hui dekhay di muje me use car horn mara usne mudke dekha. She stroked my cock and walked away. After a while I started to relax and enjoy the music. I may have even dosed off. Then I felt a pressure on the bed. Someone was there. I called out but there was not reply. I felt fingertips running over my cock and it immediately responded. The fingertips started running up and down the shaft…I then felt a leg on either side of my head and could smell the sweet scent of my wife. No! Wait! This is not my wife – this woman has hair! Then the fabric of her. I'd think, "Maybe she liked it, after all she came to MY bed. She did not have to do that. "I don't know how long things might have continued if she had not had her accident.It was stupid really. She was coming home from school and a kid was riding his bike. Neither one was paying attention. She saw him right before he hit her, and jumped into the street to avoid him. The truck that hit her ripped tendons in her hip, severely bruised her ankle. She required 27 sitches in her left leg, and broke. They looked so certain that she felt like he could see right through her. The way his gaze seemed to pierce right through her made her chest feel heavy with anticipation. “Here,” she said without really knowing why, “This one.” Tristan flipped it over with the delicate flick of a finger and revealed the card she had pictured, the King of Hearts. Her face went agape with shock as she tried to process what had just happened before her eyes. The percussive click of the camera’s shutter crackled.