Mera 7″ ka lund puri tarah tan kar khada tha. Wo dekhi aur boli ki bahut hi mast aur mota he.Iske saath khelne me badamaza aayga and wo mera lund ch...sne lagi. Karib 10 min tak wo lagatar chuste rahi. Fir mene use khada kiya and kiss karne laga. Saath hi saath apni 1 ungli uski gand mi ghusa diya. Wo chillai “aah. muze chod daal aaj. Muze bi tanu ki tarah teri randi bana de”.Fir mene use bed par litaya and uske chut ko chusne laga. Wo ab puri tarah garam ho chuki thi. Wo kehne lagi ab aur mat. I was so bloody excited about this already.She was wearing a pink t shirt and white shorts.I wanted to talk to her, and gathered all my courage and said with my neutral accent,“Excuse Me..! Err…. Could you help me with this address please…? I seem to have gotten lost?”She didn’t react for a second, she continued writing….I seemed to not get that courage again to repeat what I just said…. and was about to turn away…And she said, “Hmm, I am sorry; Did you say something?”“Thank-God”, I said and. "I wonder if they're at your house yet," she says, using a tortilla to wipe up the salsa and cheese left on her plate."I think he was picking her up at seven so I imagine they've been there a little while," I answer, getting up from the table and rinsing my plate in the sink.By the time we clear the table, fill the dish washer and move into the living room, Jenny has mentioned Jeremy several more times."So what do you think they're doing, now?" she asks for the third time in half an hour. We're. ” I explained.That led to me telling Betty about their life in France, and how they loved it. Mentioning that rural France was like England in the fifties, but with all the mod-cons, had her green with envy.“Oh, I wish we could return to those days,” She said, then laughed before adding, “keeping all my electric gadgets of course.”She then went on to extol the virtues of living in the decade that I was born, very little of which I could remember.Just before I left, Lyn arranged for her mother.