Meri kahani pichle sal ki hai.ye kahani bikul real hai lekin sayad aap logo ko ye yakin nahi hoga.mere daddy ek doctor hai. jo ki unki clinic ghar par...hi hai . mere ghar me mai mere mummy papa aur chota bhai hi rahte hai. ek dinghar ke sare log sopping karne lucknoe gaye huye the mai ghar par akela hi tha. yahi sawan ka mahina tha. dophar ke time barish ho rahi thi. mai clinic pe baitha tha clinic pe koi bhi nahi tha. maine comuter on karke blue film dekhne laga. tabhi barish kuch tej ho gai.. Unloading took only about an hour as all the furniture and boxes were taken from the lorry and put either in the first main room or on the driveway. A second local team of guys would be arriving to do the actual internal moving and setting up of furniture in specific rooms etc.The new guys turned up as the lorry was leaving. There were 3 of them all in total. Two young guys and one older ‘boss’ to supervise the moving. We left them to it and Deb got busy with doing some minor unpacking of the. Angie whimpered as pain shot through her breast. "Is this what you want? Do you like the taste of that cock?" "Mmmfmm," Angie mumbled around the monster cock. "You are a dirty little whore aren't you?" "Mmmfmmfmm," Angie said. "Suck my cock you little slut!" Angie was loving it. She loved that he was so strong and forceful. She felt like a dirty whore - his dirty whore - and she loved it when a man treated her like that. He began fucking her mouth faster and faster. Angie knew that he wouldn't. He was on his knees, still pulling up weeds of some kind, alternately looking at them and then looking up at her over a bare shoulder. She watched the muscles ripple and move under the sheen of sweat on his skin and then looked away as she wondered what those moving muscles might feel like under her hands."OK," she said. "I just wanted to check." Her eyes went to his waist, where there were no love handles. He was in pretty good shape. She felt the feelings start and turned sideways. "So ....