Mera lund khada ho gaya tha woh dekhke. Woh hass rahi thi.Main toilet mein jaake Divya ke naam pe muth maarke wapas aa gaya. Woh bohot sexy look de ra...i thi.I was worried because Rahul andar so raha tha, and what I could had been upto here. Aise lag raha tha abhi Divya ko khaa jau.Maine Divya ko pucha ki koun tha woh ladka jo unke saath romance kar raha tha. Usne mujhe bola tumse kya matlab. Fir main bola ok.She told me that guy was a gigolo. I was shocked to hear that. Then she asked me why I. My father is a nice man, however he can become violent when angered, and I was accustomed to that type of punishment from men. However, I was not used to what came next. ‘Alison, I am your husband now, and due to this, I would prefer you to call me by my name.’ I take a deep breath before replying. ‘As you wish, Mr Wonderland.’ He once again tenses, how could I have gotten it wrong? That is his name after all. ‘No Alison. Not Sir, Master or Mr Wonderland. David, and just David.’ The carriage. After we kissed awhile she pulled away and lifted her shirt over her head reaveling her wonderful tits to me as i began playing with her naked tits, i licked and sucked her big nipples, we were both so turned on, she started gringing her hips into me as i began to feel the wetness of her pussy thru her pants. We stopped as she got up and removed her pants then proceeded in stripping me. Suddenly we were both naked on the couch as we kissed and played with each other, I moved my hands down the. During slow times at work she would set and talk endlessly with me. She may have been my age or slightly older but she was somewhat naive and seemed to me by her speech and actions to be much younger. As she would talk about her marriage I could see flashes of a young teenager in her face. In her eyes, not always, but occasionally, I would see a look of panic.One afternoon she drove by when I was walking back to the barracks and asked me if I wanted to take a ride. There is not much to see so.