"No, your mother is out at her bridge club," Ernie answered handing her a glass of iced lemonade. "And I was just watching some television." "What wer... you watching?" Jackie asked after taking a long pull of the cool drink. The sugary sweet lemonade would make her unborn son a little rambunctious, a feeling she always found comforting. She eyed her father, waiting for his response as he fidgeted nervously before her. Did his sweats just twitch? Ernie couldn't help but notice that his daughter's. I was watching the front door when I saw a familiar face walking in the door and heading for the front desk."Hmmmm ... she looks sensational" I mused as I took in the sight of the tall and svelte Adele standing at the desk. She and I had spent quite a bit of time naked on her bed, fucking up a storm. She was a very beautiful and down to earth sex worker who I'd engaged many times back in my home city. My fondest memory of her was my discovery of her "trigger spot" - the spot that when. Finally he said, "My daddy founded that little church. I thought one time that I wanted to be a preacher. I know my bible well enough to understand that what the preacher was saying isn't in the good book ... still, I was raised to support the leaders of the church. As soon as we got down here I knew that this wasn't any group of Satan worshipers like I'd been told. I tried to get Ab to take a low key approach, thinking that he would eventually see the same things that I saw. I know now that. Maine kaha, “Magar phir bhi to tumne faad kar lund ghusa hi diya.”“Agar nahin ghusaata to mere khayaal se tumhare saath main bhi paagal ho jaata.” Main muskuraa kar reh gayee.Wo tezi se lund ko andar bahar karne laga thaa. Ab choot mein dard adhik to nahin ho raha thaa haan halka halka sa dard uth raha thaa. Magar usse mujhe koiee pareshaani nahin thee. Uske muqabale mujhe maza aa raha thaa. Kuch der mein hi usne lund ko thel kar kaafi andar kar diya thaa. Uske baad bhi jab aur thel kar andar.