I started praising Noori Khala. I said - Khala, you are very beautiful, you are queen of my dreams, I have loved you ever since I met you in delhi By...the grace of God . Today you have become my virgin bride She embraced me encircled her arms around me and said in a sweet voice - I love you too.I gave her the gold chain I was wearing as a token of my love gift to her. I lifted her veil she had Milk-like white complextion pink cheeks Red lips Black mole under her delicate lips!. “I like to keep a clear head.”“Well,” he said. “We could get Cokes.” She liked that ‘we.’ He wanted to stay with her even if it meant sobriety. “Or we could keep dancing.” That sounded great. “Or...”“Or?” She couldn’t let him stop there.“How would you like to go for a walk?” How would she like that? He was already more important to her than the dance was, and talking while the records were playing meant shouting in her girly voice, and she didn’t want to drop that.“With you? I’d like that.” And. ’ I became aware of the dampness on my thighs – it wasn’t seawater. I propped her up. ‘Get in the bedroom… I’m going to fuck you… hard!’ She rubbed her badly bruised buttocks and meekly padded in the direction of the master bedroom – aptly named… now. I entered the room. She lay naked and spread eagled on her back. Her thick and lustrous hair spread out from around her head – it still appeared moist from the Solent. She made no effort to resist, no effort at all, as I affixed first her arms to. Peter held his hand out to his daughter and she placed her small hand in his, and he squeezed it as he smiled at her tenderly and whispered, "I want to fuck you, Davie. I want to love you, to give myself to you, the right way. I want to be deep inside you..." Oooooohhhhhh, yes, Daddy, yeeeeeesss!" Davie hissed passionately. She crawled over Randy's legs and lay down on her back parallel with the frustrated youth. Then her loving father lay down on top of her, placing his weight on his elbows,.