Pussyfooted ... more carefully around her, had she dared speak of it. She was sure that the police were still investigating and she wondered who, amon...st her customers, had already been interviewed.Her cell phone sounded ... it was Karine. Ever since the police had come, they had the habit of calling each other every afternoon, after Karine had come home from work and before Mélanie started her shift, to see if there were any developments.“Hey, Karine, how’s your love life?”“No news yet, not. Fir Balwant uncle mere samne aaye aur Harpreet uncle mere piche.Balwant uncle ne apna ek hath meri pussy pe ghisna shuru kiya aur mere breasts daba daba kar chusne lage. Udhar Harpreet uncle meri gaand ke bich apna lund ghisne lage aur bolne lage, “Kya maza aa raha hai iski gaand kaa. Mera lund teri gori gaand ke mast maze le raha hai.” Fir Harpreet uncle ne mujhe ghumaya aur bole, “Balwant to dekh iski gaand, aur mein iske bade bade mame chusta hu.”Ab Harpreet uncle ne apna hath meri pussy pe. Her gray little shorts showing her entire length of long legs and thighs. I inspect every angle of her in the mirror, without taking off clothes, trying to save that for later. I make her make faces in the mirror, inspect her nose and eyes and teeth up close. She cant stop me, I'm in complete control. I talk quietly out loud as I do this, so I can hear and feel her voice coming from me. Strange. I laugh, very strange. I reach down and grab tits, squeezing, feeling her up while learning what it. Ever since then we have been dating for three years and we still have wild sex like we just met. Right now, her sweet smell rolls off her body she gives me this thick spell-bounding kiss on my lips and when she pulled away I wanted her more. She walked over to the bed I could see tonight events roll in to my head, I gave her an evil smirk, and she did the same. I walked over straddling her I gave her the same kiss she gave me, but with more lust at the tip of my tongue. Then I slowly worked my.