Claire looked at me, and then at my mum, several times during lunch, looking ever more suspicous. I tried to shake it off, she was perceptive yes, but...there was no way she could be that perceptive. The 28th rolled around and my dad went back to work, with Claire in the house me and my mum were unable to fuck, which I know was making us both very pent up. I went into the kitchen at lunchtime and wrapped my arms around her, kissing her on the ear, she gave me a playful squeeze through my. I waited a minute and rang again: the waiting was killing me. After few moments I felt her presence behind the door and finally she opened. She was still in her pajama, white with small flowers, she had a wonderful smile and her eyes were shining blue in the morning light. I entered the door and smelled her coffee in the air. She let me in her kitchen to give me a cup while she prepared herself. She had a small but warm house, so as soon as I was alone I started to look around. I didn’t know if. Phir payal nathiy bde jumke. Phir maine make up kiya I am looking like a bride. Phir mane sej PR phool bichhaya air light band kr intezaar krne laga.Phir mai unke pass gaya aur bola_” mujhe apni dulhan bna lijiye . mujhe bhi didi ki trh bde bde boobs chahiye. Wo aaye aur unhone mujhe kis kiya tbhi mera spna toot gaya air mai need se jg gaya. Mai utha gaya to jija ne pucha kya hua mai unke pass gaya aur unse lipt gaya phir unhe kiss kiya. Oo meri or dekhte r gaye. Unhone mujhe pkda aur dur. "As we cruised towards the northern outskirts of town, I pulled over to a farmer's stall and stocked up on veges, fruit, and homemade goods. Kristy had barely eaten any of the burger last night but seemed quite happy to mow through the produce. I idly wondered as I watched her chew whether her diet preferences were programmed as well.We hit an industrial part of town and I began cruising down the streets for a body shop. The first one looked too prosperous but the second one was an old brick.