I stayed back a little long as she wanted to talk to me.When the others left she started crying and I thought it was due to her mother’s sudden demi...e. I was consoling her and she hugged me (for the first time). I felt a current pass through my entire body. Thereafter I used to call her regularly and check her status. When she finally delivered and came back to her house I went to her house to see the kid. She started chatting with me and suddenly the kid started crying, she just lifted him and. Divya: chal gandu ab jeans utar…Main utha, meri gaand jal rahi thi, mera sharer kaanp raha tha. Maine jaise taise jeans utar raha tha. Jab main jeans utarne jhuka to panty me kasi meri choti si pyari si larkiyon jaisi gaand dekh k shilpa k mann me hulchal macha di, aur usne jor se mere chootar pe spank kiyaa aur divya ne ek zordar laat meri gaand me mari aur main muh k bal sofe pe gir gaya.Aur dono jor jor se hasne lagi…Aur fir divya ne mujhe piche se pakar liya, uske boobs meri peeth se chipke. He came inhuge spurts, landing mostly on his muscular chest and his hard abs. Heyelled with pleasure.After a few minutes, I went to the bathroom to wash my hands. I grabbed atowel for Mark to wipe himself up with. When I came back to the couch, Mark was still lying there, his eyes closed,not having moved a muscle since I left him."Time to get cleaned up," I announced."I'm too weak. You'll have to do it," he said smiling, in a fake raspyexhausted voice."Fine," I said as I came back to Mark on. When I reached her knees I felt her begin to adjust herself. It was as if she parted her legs slightly for me. I continued to slide my hands up her thigh's. Higher and higher I felt until I felt what I was searching for. The hot flesh above the stocking tops was so soft. Mrs. Graph let out a low guttural moan as my hands slid clear up to her hips. I felt the tiny band of her panties and hoped that I would not be disappointed by a pair of over sized granny panties. I slowly slid my hands from.