I could only find shorts and golf shirts. Thinking that my slacks were still in the suit case I tried to open them but found they were locked. Jus... then there was a knock at the door. It was Ted telling me to hurry. I slipped on my shorts, dockers, and golf shirt. Grabbed my golf bag, looked inside to make sure I had my golf shoes and white socks and opened the door. Ted had parked the car in front of the room. The trunk was open so I put my bag inside and closed the lid. My hair. I actually took a shower. I could not believe my luck nor could not understand what had happened. Had I fucked Raadha? Or she used me to get fucked? Whatever happened, it happened for good.The most satisfying moment for me is to know that a female (Raadha, my wife Meena or any female) has got satisfied by my penis. Knowing it increases my motivation to fuck more. It even helps to know how good one’s chances are of fucking that female again and again.Raadha knocked the bathroom door, handed me a. I had never seen that wing lit up like that. Not only was it lit from inside, but there were also lights on the exterior lighting up the white granite and marble walls.The south wing had an empty drive-in six-car garage that hadn’t been used for nearly three decades. Like the rest of the wing, it had been thoroughly cleaned and repainted. At least that was supposed to be the limit of what my father had ordered done.My dad had assured me, “Just a simple refresh, nothing fancy. Carpet and paint,. I heard her aaahhhuuu leave me yaar it’s enough, I can’t bear the tickle hhhhaaaa please. I heard her hhhaa hhhuuu bidri nanna it’s sshhakri nang thadkoelloak aagthilla kachagulina hhhhaaaa. He it’s is nice na bear it let me pamper your cunt for my cock to slide in. He chennagidhae allwa, thad kollri nim thullna hhasi gollisthini,nan thunnae ollak jhaarakkae. Now his fingers were pressing, sliding on the lips while I saw her waist being held more tightly and pulled towards his groin and his.