Then I slid one finger into her cunt, and then the second one, and started finger-fucking her as our lips were locked in a deep kiss. Now she began ju...ping up and down on my fingers, Enjoying the finger fuck greatly. She flung her head backwards and started giving out loud moans…”Uhh.. Ahh.. Ouch…ahhhhh..oh shit!” Her open hair flung from one side to the other and this very sight got me even hornier. Then suddenly she sprang up from my lap and stood in front of me. She pulled my towel off and. Ala chesthu next priya pukku dagaraku vachaanu. Haan akkada athulu chala ekkuva ga vunnaye, Naaku endhuko ala vunte chaala isthaam. Appatike priya juice karchesindhi, Mellaga thana kindha lips ni spread chesi naa chethho mellaga ruddanu. Ala kaasepu ruddaka , ah pedalanaau vedalpu chesi na nalukaanu andhulo ki tosaanu, ala na nalukaanu entha lopalaki toyaa galano antha lopalaki tosaanu ala mothaam vellaka chinna pilodilaa mothaam kaasigaa nakuthunaa, ala kodhi sepu aynaka na naluka nu bayataku. We gazed at her reflection together. She was 5’4” tall, red haired, freckled and built like a brick shit house. Her ample cleavage was exploding out of her low cut blouse and her jeans were so tight you could see Abe’s picture on the penny in her pocket. “Mrs. B. is never traveling with you for 1400 miles,” I offered. Danny snagged a huge sweatshirt off a rack and pulled it over her head. She not only hid her huge knockers but the sweatshirt came down to her thighs hiding the tight jeans. . And, of course, a gift that will be beautiful, a joy to gaze upon but also one that will show off, accentuate, emphasize her own beauty. This year, I have that gift. The finishing touches are done, the object itself lies before me on the work table in my study, and nearby was the wrapper and the card. The perfect gift is not a one-sided gift. A Valentine's Day present has to unite the lovers, it's not from one to the other, it's from each to each, from us to us. And that is what is here, ready.