I check on the k**s and left and all I could think about is she dressed nightie or what I pulled in and walk in she was in the kitchen in a sheer blu... nightie.I about came there it was low light I gave her phone back we talk for a few minutes .She ask me if I wanted a glass of water I said yes she walk over to the fridge and open the door holy shit thank god for the fridge light I could see the outline of those tits so dam wide and big and her nipples where sticking out it and got a quick look. Vimla ki gulabi choot ko mai dum sadhe dekhne laga aur apni jeev honthon me pherne laga. Aur jhuk kar Vimla ki choot par chumma diya aur apna jeev nikal kar uski choot ki ghundee ko teen-charbar chat diya. Phir maine Vimla ki tango ko failaya aur upar utha kar ghutne se mor diya aur apna lund Vimla ke choot ke darwaje par rakh diya. Thori der ke bad apna lund Vimla ki choot ke upar ragarne laga aur Vimla mare chudas se apni kamar utha utha kar mera lund apne choot me lene ki koshish kartee. 17pm and now I am going to drink and smoke myself into an early grave”. “Becky Astle updated her cover photo.” “What’s on your mind?” It had been one of those moments of déjà vu or premonition or both. I’d known that the phone was going to make its silly text noise before it happened; was sitting looking at my handbag on the passenger seat patiently waiting for it; knew instantly that it was from him even though there was no sensible reason for him to be texting me at 3.17 on a Thursday. I stood as she slowly and gracefully entered, not unlike a model on a catwalk. My breath caught in my chest as she came closer, her shoulders back and breasts thrusting, her eyes boring into mine. When she was almost in front of me I gestured for her to stop, and I looked her body up and down, smiling. "Very nice, Dominique." I directed her to the large black cushion beside me on the floor. "Kneel." Thank you, S... Sir," she replied, doing as I asked."Eyes down, Dominique. Move your thighs a.