When you think of me, I want you to remember the dirty fucking times we had together. I want you to have something you can listen to and remember me, ...ow I remember things with you.” She pulled and tweaked her nipples hard. She gasped. The pleasure made it difficult for her to not lose complete control. “Oh Brad, can you remember that first night as clear as I do?” “We hadn’t even made it into your flat and you had already pulled my breasts from my bra and sucked on them, making me go weak. Ek din ki bat hai jab maraChota bhai kam say bhar gaya tha aur ghar may sub soo chokay thay may ratt ka taqriban 12 baj choky thay may ghar pay aya tab thak ghar par sub klog sogaya thay jub amay apnay ghar ka upar j raha that .or sorry may ghar ka baray may bathana bhoo; gaya hamara ghar zayada bada nahi hay nichay ka hisay may do room hai aur ek holl and one driwing room hai driwing room mai mummy aru papa sotay hai aur ek room jija ji ka liya book rahta hay aru teem room hum bhai ke hai to. “That’s right, take it bitch, take daddy’s cock”, he said as he tightened his grip on my saree, like a bridle on the horse and slapped my ass.“Uhhh”, I moaned and I moved my ass, “fuck me, daddy, fuck me now”.He let out a grunt of approval and started pumping slowly, but only for a couple of strokes. Soon enough, he was fucking me really hard and every moan of mine was only encouraging him to slam harder.“Phlat, phlat, phlat”, the sound of his body slamming against my juicy ass was driving me. ”“Stop beating yourself up, Marty – So, are we going back to the same time as before, when I first met Danny?” she asked.“I actually wanted to take you back earlier than that, first,” I suggested.Doc briefed her on the parameters of the Time Machine first, and then I put in April 12th, 1954 at 4am again. Linda pushed GO and we went back to the same place I had been before. We got out and walked quickly to our house going around to the back, we were both 18.She saw dad singing to me at three.