By then, we were not happy and were fighting a lot, but still I was unprepared for her reaction, as she breezily told me about her affairs, and that t...e daughter I doted on – and who worshipped her daddy – wasn’t actually mine.It’s a long story, but the gist of it was that she and the guy she was screwing at the time took off for California, taking Meredith with her. But not before I had gotten a paternity test done and learned that Donna was right. Merry wasn’t mine.Like I said, she was 9 when. Ab mera land v apne roop me aa gya tha ab mai use neche utara or usko bed pe le gya or phir uske chut ko chatne laga bo mera sar ko apne chut me dane lge mai samjh gya tha ki ankita ka tym aa gya hai or bo mera sar dwa kar apna pani chor de maine uska sara namkin pani pe gya or sara chut saaf kar dye ab mai uske kamar ke neche ek mota takiya lag dyea to bo puchi ab kya karoge to maine bola tere chut ko pyar karna hai mere land se bo uth kar bath gye or boli ni eta bra kaise jyega to maine bola. ”“Mine also confirm,” Helm added.First and the Captain had already checked their sensors by then. When the First glanced at the Captain, he nodded.“Damn,” the First muttered under his breath.“Helm, compare your present course to the direction the sensors say the wormhole is located.”“Sir, they are not identical, but our plotted course should pass very near the location of the energy discharge. The wormhole must be the pirate ship’s destination.”“Initiate course to coordinates of the wormhole. Her pussy felt so empty without his fingers. His cock felt so good in her hand. She began to guide his twitching, uncovered cock towards her aching, intimate entrance.Fuck it, she thought. Live a little.Her fingers grasped the base of his shaft, pulling it up to her wet hole. She gasped as she felt the head of his dick push between her labia; still having never exchanged a word, they looked into each others’ eyes as he pushed forward, filling the void left by his fingers just a few moments.