Whoh din sham ke kariban 6 baje me aur meri mummy nasik highway pe pune jane ke liye bus ke liye wait kar rahe they, humne kisi bus ki ticket nahi lee...thi, kyu ki nasik high way se yuhi bus mil jati hey, Whoh din pata nahi ek bhi bus ruk nahi rahi thi, aur jo bus ruk rahi thi Usame sitting nahi thi, phir mene aur mummy ne decide kiya ab jo bhi bus mile hum log chale jayege, phir turant waha ek bus aake ruki, aur bus ke main dore se ek young 30 sal ke ladake ne pucha kaha jana he puna, to mummy. His hair was longer then she remembered and he wore a beard but she knew it was him. She’d look back and he’d be gone, a figment of her imagination. The want to have him back. To have the time back they lost. It was simply to strong. The month before Jake turned six she moved in with the man she had been seeing for six months. They met when she was at the park watching her children play. His dog ran off its leash right to her. Not seconds after she had heard Jake’s whisper on the wind. It had. "Stop you're smirking you young bastard, I sat up all night worrying about my little girl being with a letch like you." Bollocks Ernie, Jess told me you were asleep when your head hit the pillow and I'm not a letch, just a pure and simple country lad." We both had a chuckle over that remark. Jess chose that moment to come into the mess hall, "Good morning Daddy, merry Christmas. Did you enjoy yourself at Charlie's barbeque?" Too much Jess, too much. I think I might live but have pity on your. So far I kept hearing, Fuck me hard baby, yeah baby fuck me. When she started to orgasm, she said loud, Oh fuck yes I want you to cum in my pussy again. I thought, again? Only person I know is me and Rob that came in her pussy. The following nights, I placed a digital recorder in her room. I wanted to see if my thought was right about her chatting with Rob. Past three nights, nothing but her typing on her computer. The fourth night, I got some answers. I don’t know her password on Skype so I.