” tab woh aage aya aur mere chut ko pakd ka use taphtaphte hue bole “Kitni gori hai sabse paehle to iski pooja kar ni chaiyre” aur meri chut ko ...aathon se dabane lage phir ek piche se aaya aur bola,“Kiya yaar chut ki hi nahi chttad ki bhi taarriif karo itni gori aur gol gol hai ki kahne ka maan kar rha hi” aur phir meri chuttad ko apne datoon se katne klage maine ui ui karne lagi phir ek aur bola “Yaaryaar tum sab to chedo ki hi tarrif kar rahien ho moomo ki bhi to karo dekh to kini bade hai. That house had been sold, probably converted into a guest house or some such monstrosity by now. Nan would have turned in her grave if she’d known, but fortunately she passed away before she was forced to move out of her beloved house and into a nursing home. Nicole still missed her. The holidays the family had spent there had been wonderful, endless days playing on the golden sands. She and Kate had been inseparable back then. With only a year between them, they had been as close as two. One of them asked if we had gotten pregnant yet and I lied and said we were still trying. The girls brought up an interesting point though. My fiancé had a brother who happened to be his twin. They were practically identical growing up and were the closest friends. The girls mentioned how it would be so funny if Ron’s twin brother married a woman who looked something like me. If they had children, their children could possibly look like ours. I thought about that comment and realized there may. I move back to your face and let the tip caress one cheek, then the other. A drop of pre-cum forms on the head and transfers to your cheek. Your hands come off your lap and slide up my thighs. You try to pull me closer but I hold back. Not yet. Again, I rub my erect cock over your cheek again, spreading my juice over it. I ease down some and rub it under your chin. The exposed head is pointed up at your mouth. You try to pull me to you again but I resist. We have all night ... no need to rush..