Then there was that 'deflowering' weekend and after that I cut you off completely."Ten years pass and you get in touch, we have one weekend and then a...ain we are cut off from each other. How can you say you love me so much, that I'm the only one for you? It can't be one weekend of sex when we were sixteen. It would be nice to have delusions of my sexual prowess, but I know I'm not that good! If all you're looking for is another sexual experience like your first, you're bound to be. Nothing wrong with that, in fact, that’s what keeps the relationship alive.”Billy stayed silent.“You know what you need right now, don’t you?”He looked up at her.“See that door there?” she said.He looked at a door leading out into the yard.“Go out of it and wait.”Billy watched her walk back to the bar. He wanted to run; he wanted out of there but he was drawn to the door. He was drawn to her. As he stepped out into the yard he saw her standing in a doorway marked private. She beckoned him. I crawled into his lap like I used to when I was a little girl, only now his stiff prick was standing straight up instead of in his pants and I wasn't wearing panties to keep me safe. I reached down, guided him into me, and began to grind my lap into his. He latched his lips on first one nipple, then the other. Grabbing my ass, he stood up and kicked off his pants, never once letting up on the fucking. Walking to the bed, he laid me down and began fucking me missionary style. In this. Then after cleaning well my Gaand I again tied the Garara on my waist. Now second round was over and final round of Choot Chudai was left. I again gave him pegs of whisky to make him fresh for final fucking. Again I gave I hold his Lund in my hand and started to give fine storks, His lund gained life and become to grow as a lengthy one. After finishing drink he asked me to lie on the bed on my back. After my doing so he laid on me crushing my tender body beneath his body. He again kissed me and.