The bus got me to Fox House for half-past ten, time for coffee. I was glad of the coffee, it was a gloomy day, threatening rain ... or at least drizzl..., and chilly. Not a very likely prospect for an outing.I walked down to the quarry anyway, found a suitable spot and huddled there to chew my sandwiches and drink coffee from a flask. Not wanting to try to think too much, I dug out a book to read. That passed some time, but when the drizzle started, I put the book away and just sat. I couldn't. He walks over without saying a word and drops his shorts and pulls my head to it. I love a man that knows what he wants and will take it, Like a good gurl I sucked him and did some nice deep throating till he stops me and tells me to get on my knees. I obey him like the good gurl and hand him some lube and a condom, I love the feeling of a man pushing my skirt up and pulling my panties down. Laying there with my ass exposed to this man I only met 20 minutes ago while he pours lube on my and. 1 ke hei waise bhbhi bohut achi kesem ke thi wo ger mardo ko nahi dekte thi hamesh pallu ya odrne badan per liya kerte thi bhabhi ache khyalo ke thi or nek dil ke thi wo hamesh muje kise bhi kaam se bulati thi marker jana ho gar ka kaam ho Mere gar wali or bhabhi ke gar se achi relation ban gai thi or bhabhi or mere achi jamte thi liken ek din nazerya badal gaya mere maan me bhabhi ke liye aise kayal nahi tha bhabhi ke bacche apne nani ke gar gai thi garmi ke chittiyo chal rahe thi or mere gar. Carla looked appropriately blown away."Woah!" She genuflected before the shrine of Chick Stuff and dug in, paper fountaining over both shoulders. "You SLUT! You WENCH!" She opened a shoebox, the lid sailing across the living room like a Frisbee. "You back-alley, schoolyard, BARNYARD..." She held up a pair of elegantly painful-looking stilettos in a rich shade of fuscia and adored them, eyes wide. "What were you doing at North Beach?!!" she accused. "Their sale doesn't start 'til.