The foil packets went on first and after 20 minutes, they put the pork on to cook. After 40 minutes on the grill the internal temperature of the pork ...ndicted 140. It was a little rare as they liked it. They sat at the picnic table, James with a glass of red wine, Helen with a glass of chardonnay, and clinked their glasses together in a silent toast.Overhead several flights of migrating geese were headed south for winter. The flights would continue well into December and would be finished by. Me jor jorse rone lagi lekin papa meri chudai karte rahe jabtak papa ka land ne ulti nahi ki tab tak papa muze chodte rahe. Fir thodi der rookne ke baad papa firse tayar ho gaye par me tayar nahi thi itna bada land khan eke baad meri halat bohat kharab thi lekin papa ne muze niche letakar chodna shooru kiya papa chod rahe the aur me rorahi thi. Tabhi achanak meri roneki awaj soonkar mama waha par agaye aur wo yah dekhkar dang ho gaye ki ek baap apni ladki ko kaise chod sakta hai. Me to dar gayi. “Becca,” I said in a louder voice while tapping her on the shoulder. “Huh?” she mumbled as she lifted up her head. She looked dazed and confused like she had slept very well. “Time to get up,” I said. She replied, “Okay,” but put her head back on the pillow. “Becca,” I said again while giggling, “get up.” Finally, she lifted herself up and sat crisscrossed next to me. Her eyes were heavy, and her speech was slow. The blankets rested around her waist. “Did you sleep good,” I asked. She nodded. I thought about the joys of having a man cum inside me. I now had someone cum inside my bum, and I wanted to feel someone cum inside my vagina; deep inside. As I started to wonder whether we had reached an end, I felt Anna lean close and whisper, “they want you to turn over.” I wanted more. I was happy to oblige and positioned myself on hands and knees as close to the edge of the bed as I could judge safe. As a penis started to rub against the lips of my cunt a second time, a hand pushed gently.