" He smiled. "It couldn't have been me, so... ?" Oh, no. It's nothing." I shook my head."Maybe I can help." Valentine leaned across the table touching...my hand. "I know an awful lot about boys, believe me."He had a point there, but I wasn't sure talking to him about my boyfriend was necessarily a good idea. I did have some feelings for Valentine, although I wasn't comfortable with them and I did my best to hide them away. I remembered telling the man I loved him, and that was enough to redden my. I hurried back to my car and followed, pacing her for several miles. I bet that made her seethe. She did sixty the entire time. I sighed and turned around to get back to my duty area.At least I gave her a little annoyance. But it didn't do anything to cool my cunt.I parked on the side of the road, watching traffic flowing, my pussy itching. My hand slid down, rubbing at my blue pants, pushing them into my crotch. I pictured that blonde bitch bent over the hood of her Porsche, crying as I. (Phir maya ne uska mobile khol ke usko saari photo dikhayi.)Pankaj: sorry mummy soory mummy ye aage se nahi hoga.Maya: Nahi beta sorry ki baat nahi hai, mein samajhti hun ki tu ab bada ho gaya hai aur teri kuch jaruratein hai. Par beta woh jaruratein mein poori nahi kar sakti, mein teri maa hun.Pankaj: Sorry mummy sorry mummy please.Maya: Beta sorry mat bolo, beta mujhe pata hai ki tum sex karna chahte ho.Pankaj: Nahi mummy aisa kuch nahi hai.Maya: Beta daro mat. Bas jo tumhaare man mein hai. We returned . On our way I expressed the desire to have a pee session. She smiled.We went behind the bush. She did not let me touch her vagina. I requested. She ordered me to lick her anus.I was dumbfounded. I had never even dreamed of doing that. She was adamant again.I agreed .Behind the bush there was a chair left for disposal. She sat on peeing posture. I saw her buttocks and anus. I started.It was awful. Taste was like some ayurveda medicine.I started spitting . She felt sorry , and I felt.