Then she noticed that both tyres were completely flat. She nearly cried. She lived about two miles from the station and couldn’t ride with flat tyre....“Bob? Can I store my bike at your house tonight?” Margaret asked.“Of course,” I replied. “But I might be able to sort the punctures out,” I said.“Punctures! Look. Someone has unscrewed and removed the valves.”She looked at the other dozen or so bikes left on the rack. The valves had been removed from all of them. We couldn’t inform the station. I pulled her cheeks apart and licked every fold and every lip I could. My nose was teasing her taint and grazing her ass. I ran my tongue down each side of her lips again, and couldn’t help but go back to her piercing. She was wet, yet again. Her juices her warm and sticky, and my dick rose to attention at the scent of her sex, ready to take my uncut dick for the first time. “Stay right there,” I told her. “Don’t open your eyes yet either.” “I don’t know how much longer I can hold myself up.”. I stood up, still clutching her by the throat. I moved my other hand back to her hair, gripping it tight, and slamming her head against my desk. I heard the cage rattle under the desk, and was happy Sophie would be awake for the show. Jessicas ass was in front of me, her arms laying against the desk, face pressed against my calendar. She was panting for air, and I teased again. Tsk tsk tsk…it doesnt sound like youre sorry at all, you little bitch. It seems to me like you WANTED to interrupt. Mom ne kaha mujhe sharm aarahi hai.Bhima ne kaha, Sharm ki koi baat nahin,tum dono ghutno ko mere chehere ko dono taraf rakh kar palang ke lakdi ko pakdi rahena aur main tumahari chut chaatunga tumhe mazaa aayegaa par Mom nahin maan rahi thi Bhima ne puchha kya tumne kabhi chut chatwayi hai apne pati se? Nahin, Mom ne kaha bhima ne kaha ki tab toh aaj main tumhe jannat ka sair karaaungi tum soch bhi nahin sakti itna mazaa aayega.Ab usne Mom ko zabrdasti apne chehere ke upar khinchaa. Mom ki.