I smiled and looked down to watch my thick, cream covered cock as it eased from her. As she let out a sigh, she held my shoulders as she eased herself...off the ledge; her legs were a little unsteady. "Now, I'm going to be really bad." “Oh?” "I want to taste your cum." She turned me to the ledge and pushed me against it as she kissed me. Still naked she looked at me, maintaining eye contact as she slowly went down my body. As she held my cock in her hand, she looked for my reaction as she traced. Achanak uska hath meri thigh se age badha aour meri choot ko muthi main le liya main drive ker rahi thi.Main qabo na pasaki aour gadi idher udher jane lagi. Bus iska usney fayeda liya aour meri choot ko maslney laga main garam hop gayee aour past main honey waley tajerbey ko bhool gayee thi main ney usko kaha mujhey kiss kero.Aour yoon aisa mahol ben giya ki main eny gadi road ki eik kinare khadi ki aour hum dono maiz ke khait main chale gaye usney jaldi jaldi apni pent utrari meri shalwar. One sound remained however, the rushing sound of blood in my ears as my heartbeat raced, out of tempo with the calm beautiful night. I rolled over onto my back, and glanced down at the wet sticky patch in my shorts, closed my eyes and smiled. My libido was re-awakened and it felt good. I returned home after briefly recovering my composure, and headed straight for the shower, dropping my shorts into the laundry basket as I entered the bathroom. Standing under the hot needling jets of water, I. It was mid April in my Gregorian calendar when we had finished this phase of the project. We had a lot of mineral byproducts that were not saltpetre but still valuable. We made wood boxes and put them into the bat caves. One had been cleaned up of all the shit and the other had only twenty percent of what it originally had. The pans were hidden inside and we used wood to bring the caves back to the way they were. We even did some transplanting of small trees to hide our stone drying shed.