He had bought it at auction, and only drove it enough to keep it in good shape, and THEN, only on special occasions. He had built a house for his firs... wife, who had developed leukemia, and died a few years ago. He had just finished divorcing the second wife, and was now a free man, again. She had told him, (the first wife) what she would like, and he and a friend had drawn the blueprints, and built it. She had only lived in it for a little more that 2 years. The second had, before being. Jab tumne meri gaand chati.. aur usme ungli dali..M: is se aur zyada mazza bhi aa sakta hai..S: meri gaand chato na.. ek baar aur…I just held her hand.. she got down and we came back to the living room.. I pushed her on the sofa and she fell on her tummy..I got on her ass and started squeezing it.. I spread her ass cheeks and touched her ass hole… she was moaning lightly while I rubbed her ass… I took out my tongue and started licking her ass hole.. she went into a trance and she put her hand. He simply says “Good Girl” and takes them. My tummy flips, clenching deep inside me.He takes them from me, gives me a tender, soft smile and places them in his pocket. I am still stunned, shy, embarrassed ... but something else too,I dont know what, a warm tingling, sparkling ... deep in my core. Right before the waitress brings the check, he lays them neatly on the table, folded up so it looks like his napkin. As he places his credit card in the little black book, he tells the girl “La chatte. I grinned slyly and plunged a thick thumb into her unprepared ass. " Bastard!" Jasmine gasped. "..not there..." " No-oh!" She gasped again. " Oh! Oh!" She tried to gain control over her body, but it is far too late for that. It had already betrayed her. A hot flash, flooded her loins. " Oh!Oh! Oh God!" Her cunt tightened. It danced around my hard cock. Hips bucking. Body trembling. Tight ass hole clenching a thick thumb. Lightning danced through aching loins. It proved far more than I could.