Eibar dhon dhukau. Vodata tule dhortei abba sojore ekta ram thap marlo. Dhonta dhuktei vodata fule uthlo. Abba ekta dhud custe laglo. Dat dia alto vab... kamor dite laglo. R ek dhuder bota duto aungul dia tipte laglo. 2 magir coda r codano dekhe forider dhon daria gelo. Se ese ritar golar dudike hatu mure bose dhonta mukhe dhukia dilo. R aste aste thapate laglo. Eyvabe mukhe, voday thap khete khete rita arame siure uthlo. Abba vogankurtake dhoner gha dia ghose ghose thap marche. Rita tate arame. This was wrong, so wrong. I was with Callie. Anyone could walk in here at any moment.And yet it was so fucking sexy...I found myself pinned against the sink behind me as we made out like rabid a****ls. Her lips were somehow both softer and more demanding than anyone I'd ever been with, woman or man. The feeling of her large breasts pushing against mine, her fingers curled in my hair, was almost more than I could take.Her whisper was thick and husky as she at last pulled her lips away from mine. By then Dana returned to the kitchen, having freed herself from the confines of the work clothes, and she pulled down on the camisole shirt that replaced the synthetic fabric of her daily garb.“Oh good, he got you to do the menial work so I didn’t have to.” Dana chuckled as she gathered the extra dishes needed for our guest.“Hurry with that dear, I am about ready to bring it all to the table.” I informed her.Dana walked through the threshold of the archway, Carol followed behind with the bowl. ”Startled as hell, Joel protested, “But your my granddaughter!”She chuckled briefly and said, “Who better to be sure that you get good loving?” She began slowly rubbing his organ and his will to resist was fading fast. She ordered, “Please touch me too!” She sat up and peeled off her T-shirt and scooted her little cotton panties off as well. While she was at it she removed his boxers and then laid down next to him.He made one more feeble attempt to protest until she said sternly, “No more.