I want you to touch me so badly! I want your fingers feeling my juices, your hands cupping my breasts and your tongue in my mouth, but I wait. A...ter unbuttoning your shirt down to your belt I run my tongue along your bare skin. I nibble, lick, and kiss my way up and down your chest moving in slow circles until I reach your waist. You are shuddering with anticipation and I am so wet my juice runs down the insides of my puss the way cum will the morning after a night of fucking. I dip my. “Anybody home?” Rory hears her father’s voice from downstairs.She swallows again, suddenly nervous. “Up here, Dad!” she calls back.With an elevated pulse, Rory quickly pulls her damp hair into a ponytail. She hears her father’s footsteps in the hall and a moment later he is poking his head through the door. “Hi, baby girl,” he says happily.“Hi, Daddy!” Rory cries, just as happy.His big arms pull her into a bone-crushing hug that makes her wheeze. “I was thinking of you today.”“Me too, Dad.” She. "You're just jealous!" What? Don't be ridicules." You're just envious cause you cant pull this sexy outfit off." Nonsense! And that isn't the point, I don't want you looking like a complete and utter whore!", Maria scolded back at her girl, nonsense indeed. Was it so wrong to want to protect her girl's dignity?And how could she be jealous of her teenage daughter? She was happy for her girl that she could fill out such an outfit, but to show it off like a whore, a tramp?The two of them stared at. Vobahat chudakad tha . Wo randi khana jake chudai kartatha our dostoke samne bahaduri marta tha . Jay ko ye sunke chudai karne ko bahat ichha hotiti . Jay ek din apne manki bat santoshko bata deta hain . Jay – santosh tujhe ek bat bolni thi .Santosh – bolnaJay – mujhe bhi chudai karne ko bahat ichha ho rahi hain .Santosh – koi bat nehin tu sondako chal mere sath dono milke chudai karene . Suna hain ki koi nei randi ai hain bahat jakas mall hain yar . Kun jaye gana .Jai – thik hain .Santosh our.