M.C wale mc.D nike roklai sochya kuch kha ke chalde a. Mai order ditta te separate table te baith gea. Mai sochya te try karde a number munde da pta n...i ki chakkar….? Mai call kitti te one chakkya.He: hellow?M: hellow kon? (mainu odi awaaz thodi seductive girlish jehi laggi)H: aap konM: ji apne number dia ta abhi thodi der pehle.H: hanji hanji mai ritesh baat kar raha hu delhi se hu or jalandhar ghumne aaya hu.M: hanji……Apne number kyo dia?H: mujhe aap pasand aaye to hi dia…..Ap mil sake ho. She started to restate her stance about having sex but I stopped her mid sentence. "Take off your dress," I said again. "I am not going to touch you. You can touch me if you wish, though." She slowly began to take her dress off and let it fall to the floor. "Take off your bra." I told her. She reached behind her and slipped the fasteners free and her breast fell. "Take off your panties." She started to protest and again I told her to trust me, everything would be ok. She stepped out of her. It hurts but it feels good too.. fuck me now daddy.. fuck me hard…” Bridget begs…. Paul grabs tight on her hips and starts slowly pushing deep and then slowly pulling out just to the point where his cock-head is at her lips…. “Take my cock honey.. fuck daddy with your little pussy.. fuck me good sweetie” Paul pleads. Bridget’s little pussy is even tighter than he dreamed. He pushes firmly each time to go as deep as he can. “God.. oh god.. daddy.. you’re cock is bigger than I ever dreamed.. your. Then they helped each other into their dresses, and stood back and admired themselves in the dirty old mirror.They both looked stunning. Sue's figure was lush, with lovely curves where they were meant to be, but her tummy was flat except for the slight rounding just above her pubic bone, which showed prominently through the clinging material of the dress. “I don’t know where we would wear these at home, but here in the tropics, we will knock the guys stupid.” Said Cath.Once changed back into.