She looked stone-faced at Ben, guiding her dad’s hand onto her tit and began fucking his cock even if it wasn’t all the way in her pussy.“Okay n...w everyone, its time to announce the last winner to fuck Bobbie!” Darin announced. Bobbie swished the tickets around in the bowl. “Ticket number, 169!”Once again everyone looked around to see the lucky winner stand to claim his prize. “Number 169, where are you?” Darin asked again.A moment later a loud voice yelled, “That’s my number!” Everyone looked. When she came to know that I am in Bangalore, she asked for my email id to my friend. I got Arushi’s email on my birthday. Initially, I thought this was a hoax. So I ignored the email and got busy partying. Later at night, I got a call from my friend.She: I have sent you a birthday gift. You might have received an email from ***@gmail.comMe: Yes. What’s the gift?She: Read the email and reply.Me: Ok, madam.Then I read the email and started chatting with Arushi. She wished me on my birthday. And. ” He swept me up into his arms without a word, and carried me to the bedroom. He undressed me very tenderly as if relishing every new exposure of my body. When he had done, and I was completely naked, I began to undress him. He was clad only in shirt and trousers, but the trousers especially seemed somehow out of date. Instead of a zip fastener they had buttons and the cloth was rough and heavy. Standing before me naked, I could see his massive penis, hard and throbbing at my touch, then I. It was loosely tied, revealing just enough cleavage to leave lots to my imagination, sometimes more of a turn-on than seeing everything exposed. Angel knew what she was doing when she handed me my wine and our fingers touched. We clicked glasses. She smiled, looking into my eyes and stood very close for a moment before moving towards the sofa. She sat down and patted the seat next to her inviting me to sit.Except for her first words inviting me in, we hadn’t spoken and just looked at each.