"Is this a bedtime story?" he asked.Layla checked her watch. "Not unless it's a really long one," she said."OK."Aidan found a book and announced it wa... NOT a long story. Bob read it to him, and then Aidan read it to Bob. He needed a little help on some words, but Bob was impressed that a boy so young could already read pretty well.Finally Layla turned around."Bedtime!" she chirped."I don't WANT to go to bed," said her little boy."I know that," said Layla. "But it's bedtime." Then I get a. She felt good as it would get her involved in some activities during the lockdown days.So, initially, she used to prepare food for me and call me, and I used to get it from her and have it in my home. This made her closer to me. She used to do this most of the time for breakfast, lunch, and dinner apart from those days when I used to feast on bread as I was not good at cooking.This went on for a few days and later she used to call me to her home to have food. As she was our neighbor, I didn’t. My hips bucked and I buried my face in her hair on the pillow. I could feel hot cum shooting out of me and onto her between our bodies. She kept gently tugging, milking my cock for all it was worth. I had to still her hand, the sensation growing a bit overwhelming. When I could pull off of her, the thick sticky cum stretched out between us from our stomachs and chests. “Eeeeww” she giggled as the strings finally separated, and I sat back onto my feet. She ran a finger through the mess along. Ahhhh…Ummmm…Ummmm…Wo mera matha press kar raha tha or uske pussy se pani nikal raha tha .Aab muje or usko raha nehi ja raha tha toh may uska legs mera hat se upor utaya or uske tits k niche ak pillow dala jiske karon uska pussy upor aya tha or may aapna hat se uska legs pakar k may uske pussy pe mera lund jo rod ki tarah ban gaya tha uske pussy may dal diya dhiire dhire wo pura cilla k utha q ki wo hamara 5th time sex tha ak sat but aisa 1st time tha bed may so k ak sat…Isiliye wo cilla uta.