'Did you call for a cab, love?''Yes. Thanks for being so quick. I'm running a bit late.'I jumped in the taxi and in no time we were going through the ...eafy laneleading me up to my house and the taxi pulled up outside.'?4.50 please, love.'I gave him ?5 and said, 'Keep the change.''Thanks love.'With that he was gone and I walked slowly up my drive.I then stopped. There was a car outside and it wasn't ours.I hid behind a bush, close to the front door and wondered who it couldbe. I had a view of. Mai uski beti ke sath bhi hamesha khela karta tha wo is bahane mere room me aa jaya karti thi.Ek bar ki bat hai ke mere ghar me koi nahi tha wo chat par ayi kapda dalne wo nighty me thi maine use pakad ke pani tanki ke side me kya ar lips kiss karne laga ar uske boobs dabane laga to wo madhosh ho rahi thi kafi pyasi thi wo lund ki mai use kiss kar raha tha wo mera lund sahla rahi thi mai lungi me tha andar underwae nahi pehna tha islye wo direct mera lund hath me lekar sahla rahi thi mai uske. I came out next in a piece of lingerie he had made me out of a underwire bra, some material and some gold lined lace. He really did a good job on it, and it was very complimentary for my assets above, showing a lot of cleavage and even having "Gold Sparkly Stuff" where my nipples would be in the Cups, with outlines in gold trim revealing my breast lines. He could almost be a lingerie designer for BBW women if he chose too I think? I was impressed! He took picture after picture as I sat up, did. "Wha- - ?" he asks, groggy like waking up from sleep as it gets lower and lower. When the fluid has been drained completely the front of the glass opens, and the man stumbles out more from lack of options. Dripping with whatever the goo was, his completely nude form takes a moment for balance. He gives a mental check of himself and his surroundings. Alright- good shape. That's good news.When he realizes that he comes up with a blank on most everything else he wakes up quickly. What? Who was he?.