Emily could feel his body go taught with control as he guided the motorcycle into tighter and steeper turns. He seemed to ripple beneath her hands wit... his efforts, the tightening of his muscles enticing her to explore. Her splayed fingers slid up his body, loving and worshiping the structure of his frame. Emily could hear Josh's breathing and she thought he sounded winded, his breaths coming fast and shallow. She gave in to her desire and rubbed herself against Josh, the friction of leather on. He looked a little bit surprised, but his fit body started to tremble from desire. I knew he wanted to fuck me again…I felt his nice cock growing bigger in my hand.He was soon ready for another brutal fuck session…He turned around and kissed me on my lips, very passionately.After breaking the deep kiss, he licked my neck as I closed my eyes.His tongue felt something divine. He pushed my silky robe from my shoulders and it fell on the floor. I could feel now a kind of waterfall between my warm. They got nervous when I did that. I was already getting ready to change IDs once again. It was time. I had already gotten an illegal alien registered as my alternate, and sent him to school under that name. Once enough time went by I would assume that ID, the alien would be given forged papers, and that would be that. A seamless transition.While it was difficult to get false IDs in this day and age of post 9-11, it was not impossible. I had figured out a good way of reusing birth certificates. .Drashti nu pani bhabhi na face per j nikli gaayu… Maaru b padvanu htu…Main bhabhi ni bhos ma j paani kaadhi lidhu…3 jana naga j besi gaya room ma…Bhabhi-wah mara pati….Majai gaai… Savare sex krvani..Me-aatlej to aayo…Jaan..Drashti-plzz yaar haawe maane to chod…Kaal raat ni tadpu chu taro moto lodo levamaate…Me-ha randi santi raakh…Loda je ubho kr chal…Bhabhi hasva lagya…Drashti najik aai ne lodo chusva laagii…Gotya b chusva laagi aane umm hhhh aahh krva laagi…Maane baau maja aavi.