Even though it has been two months since her dog, Sandy, got hit by a car, she is still getting used to not being greeted at the door when she comes h...me.She frowns a bit then drops it. It is her birthday after all and there is no sense on being unhappy. She kicks off her shoes and walks over to the phone. After dialing two different numbers and spending about five with each call, Sasha hangs up and heads for the kitchen.There she pulls out a bottle of red wine, pops the cork and pours herself. As she walked back she told me to rest against the little table.She then went down,and grabbing my cock began to lick the tip of it before taking it all the way down.She sucked hungrily on it,squeezing my balls as she did.This turned me on even more and i knew it wasn't going to be long before i came.She must have sensed this as she took my cock even further into her mouth and sucked as though her life depended on it.Soon i could hold back no more and i was soon coming deep inside her. .and she has one hand down the front of her skirt….you tell me to sit in the chair and face her….I do as Im told…..you ask her if she likes what she sees……she nods her head…..not saying a word……you ask her if she wants to touch your baby…..she again nods her head yes…..I look up at you in shock that you would let a stranger get that close to me…..you just look down and say You want to make your Daddy happy dont you?……I do not argue….you know that making you happy is the most important thing to. I was shocked and asked Rupali not to say anything to Shreya. The next day at Uni, I went directly to Shreya and asked her, if she had a bf, she said no and I asked her for a coffee, and she asked me, if I was there at the Indian night festival. I said No and she murmured something. I asked her about it and she said, she couldn’t remember how she came home. I bought her some flowers that day and spent a lot of time with her. This went on for a month or so. It was the month of February. I.