I begged for him to go deeper and he obliged. As he fed me more, I was finally able to take him all the way to his balls.We fucked hard. I asked for i.... I begged for it. With how emotional this day has been, with it starting off with that text and worried about him leaving me, it ended with me wearing his outfit he picked and then him fucking me as hard as he could.As he thrust, I pushed back. He grabbed my hips and fucked me harder and harder. When his cock got tense, when I could feel it. He whispered into my ear before he kissed it gently and started playing with the buttons on my dress. My pulse was firing up and I could feel my cunt moistening against my will. I wasn’t ready for this, I didn’t even know what to do. ‘Jackson’, I murmured, ‘I don’t feel ready’. Jackson looked upset, but decided to keep trying. ‘It’ll feel so good!’ ‘I know that you will make me feel good baby, you always do, but… I don’t think I know how to… I’m not really sure…’ ‘Of what? C’mon there’s nothing. Two weeks later we were well on our way, trading off driving duty as we drove, stopping off for gas and food we were now in the middle of no where. Stopping to sleep every night we slept at the cheapest motels to save cash, being very frugal we were sure we could make it all the way to LA with money to spare. Then it happened, we had stopped for the night at a small hole in the wall hotel and walked across the street to get a bite to eat in a greasy spoon of a diner after a long day of driving. Phir Bhabhi ne ungali se aur chocolate paste muh me diya dhimi awaz me boli pura ka pura cream vaha laga kay chatna aur bade mein aaram se apne hawas ki bhuke metana.Main samhj gaya Bhabhi apne gaand ki kulle ki baate kar rahi thi aur main kitna khush naseeb devar hue apne Bhabhi ki muliam goori goole gaand pe maza karne wala hue.Bhabhi ne aur excite kiya sham tak aaram and pyaar se mera maza lute. Phale main nanga huaa aur Bhabhi ki pink top se mommae nikale kay chuse ne laga kuch time tak.