Next, I will call again in four hours with details of the money transfer, although I’d guess you already have a line of credit ready and access to t...e money transfer system. Really it’s just time to compose your retirement speech we’re giving you. Four hours Mr Manners, goodbye.’ The air was filled with the sound of white noise as the connection was broken. Tony stared at the phone, then dropped it onto the sofa by him. Eve sat by his side, put her arms round him and held him tight. His face. It was a glorious evening plan. I secretly hoped it would become more. I actually thought about booking our shared room with just a single king bed. (I truly wish I had been so presumptuous). We had to wait to get access to the storage, and so we got some take out lunch from the Vons deli. We sat at a table in the park, talking, and feeding each other ceviche using chopsticks that she carried in her purse. It was sweet, sitting next to each other like young lovers. I felt her close to me, her. Her milk flowed effortlessly, dangerously delicious and quenching my thirst after all the work I had put in. Betty moaned, not just from my mouth on her breast, but my fingers inside her. I decided to tease her, further assert my dominance. I pulled my hand from her pussy and used it to grab her other breast and push it towards her face. She knew what I wanted her to do, and though she hesitated for a moment, she gave in and began sucking on her own nipple. I moved my hand back between her legs. Tab wo maan gyi…Uff ladkiyo ke nakre…..Khair choot ke liye to krna pdta hai…Raat ko 12.30 bje pooja mere room me aayi usske aate maine usko pakad ke keech liya aur apne baahon me bhar liya…Aur hm dono bed pe gir pade…Maine uske gardan pe kiss kiya woo kara oothi aur mera dheere-2 kahada ho gya ye use b mehsoos ho gya aur wo apne choot ko dhere-2 ragdne lagi pr wahi ladkiyo ke nakhre…..Sammer kuch galat to nahi hoga na…Ya sag galat hai…Main kha kuch nahi karunga sirf tumhara doodh piyunga wo.