Maine bhi dubara running karni shuru kar di. Park ka round pura karte mein uske piche phir aa gya. Woh jaan gayi thi mein uske piche hu. Meine running...chhodkar uske piche walk karne laga.Meri nazar uske nitabh yani arse par padi, jo ki walk ke karan upar niche ho rahe the. Mera man yeh dekhakar kafi khwaabi bun raha tha. Phir woh apne ghar chali gayi. Kuch din aisa hi chalta raha.Ek din main park mein running kar raha tha. Woh bhi park mein walk karne aayi. Barish ke mausam ke karan park mein. I shot load after load into her mouth, shegagged with surprise at first spurt but quickly managedto pump the rest onto her face holding my cock herselfshe aimed it at her eyes and hair before sucking it backinto her mouth and sucking it dry.We lay in a heap for 10 minutes and she got up then andstayed in the toilets until I left the building. Nexttime I got to see her tits, I can’t believe I didn’t yethaving done her good and even fucked her ass. *The next day she acted cool as if. My folks came home just about then and she jumped away from me, but stayed for tea and they walked her home and got her door open for her. Not long after, my Dad had a week's business trip to New York and took my Mom along. They asked Cheryl if she would keep an eye on me and she said sure, maybe I should sleep over at their house. So I wound up in one of the sons' old room downstairs, off of the family room. After dinner I went down to the room to do some school work, and then I sat on the. Lord knows, the term "human history" is more about the history of war than anything else. Am I the only person to have ever noticed that?I guess it all relates to good news and bad news. If Sally Jones gets a new dress, that is not news. If ten thousand men die in a battle, that is newsworthy. Yes, we humans are puny and pathetic. It is a wonder we hadn't wiped ourselves out before Kemon took me from planet Earth.Sarbun knows by my expression that I am thinking thoughts that she would not.