?? obohobo 2010?The reporter?All went to plan. We flew in the private jet to London and waited until Prince Aleno’s delegation had left the plane fo... fifteen minutes before we disembarked and entered England as normal tourists rather than VIP’s. During the flight, my daughter N’gongo, excitedly looked out of the window and marvelled at the sights from and in the aircraft but I cautioned her to calm down when we went through immigration and fortunately we got through without too much hassle and. I looked into her eyes and saw an eagerness to give tender pleasure. She was smiling and covered my hands with hers pressing her tits. Both Maya and I were getting excited. My heart was racing away and my nape was hot. I pressed against her and stared to kiss her passionately. Our tongues were flicking softly in each other’s mouths. She tasted so well. My right hand moved down her back onto her nice big ass and pulled her onto to my crotch. I held her to me and could feel her swollen nipple. He was also wearing shorts and a vest showing that indeed he was quite fit for his age, noting that he did look trim, and he would look good on the beach wearing only a pair of sunglasses.They nodded to me and said hello, remarking what a lovely day it was, so right for hitting the beach after the holiday crowds had left a week or so ago, meaning it would be back to normal with some space to find a quiet spot.We made some small talk ,telling them i was on my own for the day and that it was my. Stranger: hiMe: hey kaise ho? Stranger: mast hai ap bataoStranger: n happy deewaliMe: oh belated happy bhai doojStranger: hmmmmStranger: sahi hai broStranger: to ap kahan se ho?Me: I’m not your bro by the way yoo seem to be very haara hua typesStranger: why u r saying like this?Stranger: okkkMe: why ok?Stranger: accha wht is your name Me: SheenaMe: You know that’s fake rightStranger: hmm I know bandiyan apna sahi nam nahi batatiStranger: koi gal nahi jiMe: Are you PunjabiStranger: But why it.