”His answer seemed to surprise everyone. There weren’t too many young folks around who would turn down a beer or a glass of wine, particularly aro...nd other adults. Extending the offer by a parent was a -kind of acknowledgment that the child was an adult.“Iced tea? Really?”“If it’s not a bother. Water is just as good.”“It’s no bother,” her father said. “Are you sure you wouldn’t like a beer?”“Benny and I don’t drink. It’s not because we have a problem with it. It’s just, we’ve never really. Aaj to bandi tank top, yoga pants me ayi thi, ek pony tail bandh ke. Wo muje koi 22-23 saal ki ladki see zyada nai lag rahi thi. Yaar kya khatarnak cheez thi. Usko dekh ke kiska mann na kare. Us tank top me boobs ka shape perfect aa raha tha.Nipples ka bhi halka sa shape dikh raha tha, mano bra sambhal na paa rahi ho. Halki si cleave line bhi dikh rahi thi. And waha pe jama hua paseene. Haye mano abhi chaat lu. Wo muje puchne lagi “Bahar hi khada rakhega kya” to mei nazar hati and mai hosh me. A wall.The pie had cooled and she handed it to me as usual and I reached to kiss her. It dawned on me. She should have started her period. Dumb me, I was insensitive. I was also in a bit of a panic mode. It never dawned on me.“I can’t see you any more,” she began. “My husband’s sub is returning this week.”I was dumb founded. Married? Tarri Jean? There was no obvious sign of a marriage. No ring, no photos, no men’s clothes. Nothing.She continued, "A woman has needs. I tried to ignore mine this. With one hand she grabs the back of your head and pulls you into a passionate kiss. With the other, she boldly grabs your cock and starting pumping it. Between the kiss and her talented fingers, you're hard in seconds. Amanda appears beside you, pulling a ruler out of her stylish purse."Damn it! Fuck!" Amanda swore as she held the ruler alongside your cock. "Six and a half inches, told you so. Looks like I get the cock and you're the bitch now, Amanda." Zosia smirked as she continued to play.