Yogita, on the other hand, was very fair, tall, around 6’, and skinny. Yogita was very beautiful out of the two chicks with a soft clean face with n... pimples.Let’s get to the dirty part.I pulled Yogita to be seated next to me, and Bhumi occupied a seat after Yogita. I pushed the few strands of hair that e to behind the ear of Yogita and placed a peck of a kiss on her thick juicy lips.I told them not to worry, and my lips went straight to kiss Yogita’s thick juicy lips. We started kissing with. My tongue fluttered up and down that tight slit, gathering up those sweet and delicious juices.I thrust into Chani's entrance. She gasped as my tongue sank into the depths of her twat. I swirled it about in her cunt, working against her walls. I loved the feel of them. The way they squeezed about me. It was such a wonderful delight.She moaned, her body shuddering. It was such a wonderful passion. She gasped and moaned, her twat clenching down on my tongue. Her thighs held my face as she grabbed. "Okay, and for you?" He asked me. "I'll have a 12 oz ribeye medium, baked potato and house salad, French dressing." We get the same thing every time. "I'll get that right in for you" He didn't take his eyes of her during that. "Lexi you're killing me, I'm going to kill him if he keeps making googly eyes at you." "Dad, it's fine. I want you remember that." The poor kid has no chance. I kept my cool through dinner. Desert was another story. Splash! Whoosh! Water everywhere. He spills the water on. “Well, he’s in Heaven right now, okay?” I meant it, too ... my own version of Heaven.“Okay, I’ll ask Jesus to tell him I love him,” Erica smiled, making me smile, though part of me wanted to cry ... I didn’t believe in Jesus, but it was so sweet of her.By now, Nadia had slipped back into the bedroom and closed the door for privacy, as she spoke to her mother, and it occurred to me that our children were also her brother and sister. They didn’t need to know that yet, of course, but they would.