To agle di ghr k bhr khda tha wo activa pr akele jari thi smn lkr market jari hogi to ghr k age se gye to dkh k smile pass ki ab dar b lag rha tha uss... bat karne m kyuki kahi suni bato m yakeen ni karna chaie . Phir ek din mumy ne mujhe kuch saman dia unke ghar dekar ane ke lie to mai unke ghr chala gya 3 ghar chod kar ghr tha maine bell bajai to bhabhi e nikl k ae to maine smn pakdaya to unhone kaha andr ajao mai b chala gya andr gya to koi tha nai to.Unhone pani waigra dia .Phir pucha kya. “What’s the point of fucking if you don’t cum?” he said.Sarah pushed him away and knelt down to retrieve her panties. She pulled them on awkwardly and then shoved her pantyhose into her bag.“You really are a moron, aren’t you,” she said acidly, “You didn’t have to cum inside me! You could’ve shot on my stomach or on my desk. Why did you have to do it inside?”John smirked and pushed his hair back across his head. Then he looked her in the eye and winked.“It’s what I do,” he said.Before she could. The bar was small but good with music, alcohol and good chat. After 20 minutes the group including my blonde friend walked in and within minutes the looks started up again. In the this less crowded bar I could see her leather skirt to above her knees and long black boots all together a very tidy package with a good pair of tits not massive but very nice. Again I considered the pointlessness of these looks and returned to the group which now included the band. I listened to the stories of bad. John had figured on doing the job in an afternoon to start as it needed some clean up but then it would only be 2-3 hours. It was 1 in the afternoon as he drove into the back yard and started to unload his mowers, one rider and a push. Hearing voices from the pool area he went over to be sure they knew he was there.Pushing the pool gate open, “hello Mrs. Anderson’ it’s John to do the mowing.” Oh damn, what a body.Jill was lying on a lounger as the two c***dren played in the pool. She was.