A ball bounced out of a yard in front of me and I instinctively bent to scoop it up and toss it back into the yard to the waiting towhead little kid w...o was laughing and running toward me. He screeched in laughter as the ball got to him, scooped it up, and threw it to an equally blond friend up the slope.But something caught my eye in the shoveled sidewalk. I knelt back down for a closer look. My heart caught in my throat when I saw scratched in the cement, “Dag ‘03”. No. It wasn’t my Dag. But. Hame baat karte karte 5 mahine ho gaye the.Ek tarah se hum dono hi addict ho gaye the ek doosre se baat karne ke liye. Fir ek din usne bola ki, “Raghav, mera Christ University, Bangalore mein admission ho gaya hai. Main is month ke end tak waha chali jaaungi for 5 years.” Bhaaiyon, mera toh dil hi toot gaya tha.Jo tharak thi woh ab pyaar mein badal gayi thi. Lekin little did I know ki ab dil tootne waala tha mera. Toh woh Bangalore chali gayi. Toh obvious tha ki humari baatei ab kam ho jaayengi. Still licking and teasing her, I felt around for another packet and, finally opening it with one hand, I began pouring it on my mom’s legs and between them over her now obviously sticky-wet vagina. My eyes were darting around rapidly: between the wonderful sight of that cold cream coursing over her breasts and my pouring streaming between her legs and over her tongue tempting pussy, there was just too much to look at. I took her other foot in my hand and soaked it with what was left in my. It was 10:15 and I needed to keep her out until 11, which was when Owen got off duty.Once we got back to our room, Sandra sat on the couch and took off her heels. I excused myself to freshen up in the bathroom when there was a knock on the door. "I'll get it," Sandra said, as I came back into our small living room. She was more than a little surprised to see Owen at the door with a bottle of champagne in his hands. "Your husband mentioned to me at dinner that it was your birthday," Owen.