She'd never willingly set eyes on me. Yet Weather insisted. I refused, not believing her. And then she'd looked at me, "Please, Dad." So here I was, k...ees shaking with fear.And my God, Alexis took my breath away. Tall, elegantly slender and fine-boned, wearing a sleeveless turquoise and yellow silk blouse, cream-coloured slacks and open-toed shoes, with her dark chestnut hair cut to just below shoulder length and pulled back in a neat ponytail, Alexis looked exactly like I remembered her at. “O baby, I love you. Finish your work and come home, I will be waiting for you”, said Deepak .“Ok”, Amrita replied and cut the call.She knew her husband would again open a bottle of alcohol and get drunk. He wouldn’t even remember anything tomorrow morning and she was having the most fun she had ever had, so why would she want to go back.Amrita switched off her cell phone and threw it away and focused at the task in hand. She wanted to suck Aman’s dick dry. She wanted to feel all his masculine. I just rasp over it a little then snake my tongue deep in her cunt my fingers now flicking her clit my other finger gapes her open as i lap up her juices and finger fuck her hard.She’s in bits and grabs my head ramming into her cunt.'oh my god''oh my god''oh my god I’m cumming'she screamsI feel her cunt walls tighten round my fingers as the are enveloped in gushing juice over and erupting orgasm she leans back playing with her tits as her ass convulses and juice dribble down my chin.'fuck me. .’ ‘Fucking too true mate…..fucking too bleeding true.’ Patrick gently stroked Rachel’s neck where the small wound from Snakes knife had dried over with blood, ‘Does this hurt….do you need a doctor? I nearly died when I saw him hurt you.’ Looking at the wound in his side and then his arm, ‘These need stitches.’ ‘Nah….just a plaster. They’re not deep….’ ‘Patrick you need stitches they’re bad….’ ‘No time….we need to get down to Brighton…..the boat is waiting to take us out of the country…….you.