The other one, oh the other one. She was a Canuck but with an unusual accent. I found out later that Lola, was from Italian ancestry. While the first ...hing my eyes noticed about Sweetie was her curves, the thing that made my heart skip a beat, was Lola's smile. Don't misunderstand me. Lola was as DE-LI-CI-OUS as Sweetie but when she smiled, Dean Martin was singing 'That's Amore'. On what concerns her sexuality, Lola, when I got to know her better, gave me the impression of a 'seeker'. Not the. Niche uske chut pr chote chote baal saaf dikh rahe the. Ye dekh k to mere hosh hi ud gaye.Uski wo chut mujhe bula rahi thi.Ab mujhse raha hi nhi gaya maine soch liye ki ab aunty ko chod k unko satisfy kardunga. Mai utha or sidhe unke room me ghus gaya. Darwaza khula tha aunty ek mirror k samne peticot or bra pehne apne badan ko poch rahi thi. Maine unhe piche se apni baaho me jakad liya. Unke baal gile or khule hue the.Unke badan se mast khushbu aa rahi thi. Maine aunty ko piche se apni baaho. “Do you need batteries for this vibe?” Could she have asked the question any louder? “Batteries,” I giggled nervously. “I guess that would complete the gift. Hey, do you girls think this is an embarrassing enough gag gift?” “Gag gift? Heck, I’d use it.” Everything paid for; I hid this bag inside another with other purchases I had already made. I walked around the corner to meet my daughter, now praying she would want to cut the shopping trip short. When I got home, I was too excited to do. Stan hopped into the driver's seat and they started off for her house.On the way, Stan told Michelle about an upcoming firehouse barbeque that was planned for the next weekend. The entire firehouse would be there, and he thought she might like to drop by for some food and a few drinks with the other guys. The though of being near all of those firemen at once nearly had Michelle's panties soaked again, and she could just barely mutter a "yes" to Stan's invitation. "Great," replied Stan. "The.