***Every Wednesday, around noon, I show up at your house and take John outto lunch. It has become a bit of a father/son tradition. On thisparticular W...dnesday, I show up at your front door and knock. You answerthe door, wearing a light sundress, revealing more than just a bit ofcleavage, flowing in the spring breeze.You greet me with a confused look."John isn't here. Didn't he text you?"I pull out my phone, looking equally confused. I check it, "Oh, I guessI missed it."I look at you, smile,. A lady no man can ever resist. She was an epitome of lust with such luscious lips. Her skin was so soft, shiny and fair that it could go dirty just by touching.I approached her for help and started picking up her stuff. Suddenly I found her undergarments, she had purchased some hot lingerie. I started collecting the stuff along with lingerie.The moment she saw me picking up her lingerie, she blushed and her smile was to die for.We collected her stuff and started to walk as I was also about to. Relief as well as deep love."We have several options for when and where to bestow the honors. And wewere hoping that you might have an idea where it might be best for her,"I said."What do you mean?" he asked."We could do it at the Courthouse, Here, or at either the Randy Rogue orthe Diner," I listed the most obvious places."I think she'd like to get it in front of the other girls she works withto show them that they can succeed," he said."We closed for the morning an hour ago, but she hasn't. T he unka fir usne mera pent khol diya aur mere lond ko hath me lekar khelne lagi yaha meri halat kharab ho rahi thi mene bhi himat karke uske boobs dabane laga uper se kya boobs the fir mene bola bhabi aap apna kurta utar dona to usne wo utar diya baad me mene uske boobs ko kya pakad ke dabaya fir doodh piya uska (lekinaata nahi tha)fir mene usko bola bhabhi ab to muje aap ko chodna he to bolti he neki aur puch puch fir me ne uskislvar utar di kya choot thi ek dam badam jese mene to usko mooh.