She had decided that the best outfit for a cold October evening was a bright yellow T-shirt that barely covered her (definitely braless) breasts and a...black skirt that may have left more to the imagination, but certainly didn’t keep in the heat. ‘Give me your coat,’ she demanded. ‘I’m not giving you my coat,’ I said. ‘Give it!’ So I gave her my coat. I was about to get into a taxi when she asked if she could ride with us. ‘Sorry, babe, no room,’ said Tommy, a man for whom chivalry was most. Mai bola niche se saya uper utha dun.bhabhi ne turant mana kar diya.aur apni saya ko thora niche sarka diya.jisse unki aadhi gand dikhne lagi.mera lund khara ho gya man kar raha tha ki siring ke badle lund hi laga doon.lekin kisi tarah control kiya.maine jaise hi thora sa sui chubhaya bhabhi turan apni gand uper khinch li jisse unka saya niche aa gya.aur mast gand dikhai dene laga.bhabhi ko kisi tara sambhale rakha.sui ke bad bola chori bandh lijiye.Bhabhi kapra sambhal kar taiya ho gai.or boli. She came on the bed. Saw my cum season over the bed sheet.Surekha: Apne Jhadd diya bas mera awaaz sun ke. Itna pyaar karte hai humse aap? (You cummed just by hearing me shout your name? This much you love me?) Looking at her wearing a thin sacred thread on her neck and referring me with respect. I just made her lie spread her legs without breaking the eye contact.Me: ab se aap mujhe apni pyaari beti k papa bulayengi. (Now on I want you to refer me as the father of your beautiful. She ran to behind my head.“You know you really should have some spot your doing this” she said.“Yeah but not to many people don’t wanna hang around the school this long” I replied as I gazed at her breasts and her short light brown hair as I pumped the weight to my chest. “Yeah I’d imagine” she laughedI placed the bar on the rack after I finished.I noticed Ms. Smith glance at my cock as got off the bench. I turned away from her to adjust myself. I began to turn around to say thanks for spotting.