Everyone had seen the news video of my part of the action several times. Back at the scene it all seemed so peaceful now - what a difference a few hou...s can make.What they didn't have was the crosswalk video. I could supply that from the security cameras. I watched the girls do their reenactment. Then we went to my office where I copied all the camera footage onto DVD's for each investigating group.That ended the investigation for the night. The state wanted to reopen the road. The tow trucks. Ab aage ki kahani-Firse maine dheere se darwaze se andar jhaanka. Is baar Akaram chair pe baitha lund hila raha tha. Is baar lund uska pant se baahar tha, aur uske hath mein hi tha. Uska lund bahut mota lag raha tha. Do kele chipke hue kitne mote hote hai, waisa mota. Main to uska lund dekh kar chauk gayi. Lekin maine firse apne aapko sambhalte hue uski nazro se door ho kar door knock kiya. Wo ek minute mein khud ko sambhalte hue bola-Akaram: Haa bhabhi?Maine kaha: Chai ready hai, aa jaiye.Fir. The haloes around those tempting buttons sleek and stretched looking.Her thighs opened, parting for his intimate gaze. Small droplets of moisture welled from the lips of her vulva, lubricants already flowing within her virginal body, preparing the channel of her quim for him. She shivered, raising her arms, beckoning him to her.Pulling on the sash of his robe, he pushed it back over his shoulders, dropping it to the floor. His cock, thick and swollen with pulsating need, lanced from his groin.. If you are interested in more, all you need to do is ask.”With that she gently let go of my cock and slowly withdrew her hand, rubbing the skin of my thigh as she withdrew. When her hand was out, she brought it up to her face and took a deep breath of her hand.“It has been a very long time since I smelled a man’s balls.”I looked into her eyes and closely examined her face for the first time. There were small wrinkles and her thin eye brows really were painted on. There was no hair. Her eyes.