I sat you on the hood of a car. It has just been parked and the metal was still warm. I pressed your legs apart with my large hands and got my first l...ok and your beautiful little pussy. You had just a small strips of soft hair above your tiny little hood, your lips were smooth and swollen. A little drop or your nectar was slipping from between your lips. You tried to put your hand over it, but I grabbed your arm and pulled it away. It’s too late for that I told you as I knelt down between your. She was a woman in her late thirties and was widowed at an early age. She wasnt much pretty but had a rather dark complexion. But she was totally slim. I think her waist would not be more than 28. She had small breasts and a nice soft ass. I always had a thing for her because of the way her saree showed her waist and cleavage. She could have gotten remarried easily but she had three sons.So, my obsession with my pillow fucking sessions grew and I wanted a real woman now. I thought about radhika. She looked at me and I didn't know what to do.I nodded to her and told her that it would be okay for her to bellydance for this old man.With that, my shy wife Anna-Karin began to undulate her fine brown abdomen right there in the dimly lit shop, clashing the small cymbals on her fingers together to some eastern rhythm . She shook her breasts and danced the way her instructor had taught her."Very good! Very good...you have learned well my girl!" he said to my wife, slapping her playfully and. As she listened Luna also came to realise that although a lot of people had thought her father odd, he had never talked down to her as a child after her mother died but had always spoken to her in a very adult way. Tunie was a very bright little girl and was taking this in her stride and enjoying their conversation. Eventually it was time for Tunie to go to bed and Luna took her upstairs and stayed with her till she was ready to sleep. Xenophilius stood up and walked over to where Dudley was.