He turned my head so that I was facing him, and I was totally surprised by his actions, but I wasn’t scared as much as I was excited. His other hand...appeared in front of my face holding a small key on a gold chain. Deena had given him my key. He told me to raise my skirt, and I pulled it up reveling my little “wee-wee”, as Deena calls it. He put the key in it and unlocked it and it just seemed to fall away in pieces.It had been on me for 67 days straight and I had gotten used to the feeling of. I tried unsuccessfully to not allow my cock to start bulging through the front of my jeans as I walked over, my heart pounding. I didn’t know if she was staring at my cock as I walked; I was too busy noticing that she was wearing a strapless top. Partially hidden behind her fence, all I could see of her was her sexy smile and lovely blonde hair flowing across bare shoulders. She might have been standing there naked behind that fence, for all I knew. Of course, in my mind’s eye, she most. Mom phir se aahhaahhhahhh karke sisk uthi tabhi Bhima ne phir se lund ko ek jhatke me hi bahar nikal liya. Mom phir tadap uthi ab kya? Uunki aawaj se unki besabri ssaf pata chal raha tha Bhima unke gaalon ko aur earlobes ko chaat te hue kaha kaho na Didi yeh kya hai? Mom main nahin janti gandi baatein yeh kahe kar woh phir se uske lund ko pakad kar apne chut ke upar khinch ne lage Bhima ne kaha,’ Didi chudwate waqt aise gandi gandi baatein karne se sharm chala jata hai phir aur bhi zyada maza. I kissed a trail from her lips to her cheek to her neck. She turned her head away from me to give me better access. I nipped at her earlobe and kissed, sucked, nipped my way down her neck to the hollow of her throat. She sat up a little to help me take off her camisole. My lips paid homage to her shoulders and breasts. She tugged at my tee shirt. I slipped it off. Our bare skin felt like heated silk as I scratched her back with my finger pads. I forgot I had half gloves on until she told me.