I was still not over her by a long shot. I still wanted her. I thought about what I said in our last encounter. I was in the heat of the moment, but I...think I meant it."...I could be 'Daddy..."Then I thought about our random conversations on FaceTime. I asked her one night, bored:"What do you get complimented on the most?"I noticed her chocolate skin. Her big lips. She had a really pretty mouth as well. She was laying down. I saw her blouse, open. Her beautiful breasts were playing peek a boo. Her mount was waiting in the paddock, she threw a rope bridle over the horse’s head, not bothering with a saddle. She mounted and pulled her cloak hood down, then was off, galloping to meet her beloved. ‘Oh night thou was my guide Oh night more loving than the rising sun Oh night that joined the lover To the beloved one Transforming each of them into the other’ She had first seen him on her way home from Sunday Mass. Tall and blue-eyed, he was dressed in a monkish robe, dried wild flowers and. Fir maine uske nightie utar di or wo ab mere samne bra or panty me thi, fir maine apni t-shirt uatri or fir uski bra utari or uske boobs choosne laga. Meri sister awaze nikalne lagi ahahhahahmh haamahaa ahahaha oohohor mere baalon me hath ferne lagi.Fir maine uski panty utari to mai uski choot dekh kar hairan reh gaya, uski coot par ek bhi baal nhi tha. Fir mai uski choot par hath ferne laga or meri sister ko bahut maza arha tha. Fir dheere se mai uski legs par kiss karne laga or dheere-2 uski. “We would never do anything unless you asked us to. But I have to tell you that we have quite a few repeat customers – quite a few!” “No, no”, Emily whimpered quietly, but she kept staring at the enormous shaft of Bill’s dick, fully erect inside his jeans. It seemed to run halfway down his thigh. Unconsciously, she licked her lips and kept staring. “Your voice says no, Emily”, Bill said, “but I think your body is telling me something else.” His fingers reached out again to touch her shoulder,.