We call the city meter-readers the "Parking Nazis" for a good reason. It was while waiting for the bus. It was a cold Wwinter morning a few days befor... Christmasthat I first really noticed Mariya. She was carrying a black instrument case. I knew her, vaguely, like I knew most people at the busstop, a stranger, but a strangeLove Found, Love Lostr that I saw more often than I saw my own relatives. Dressed in a billowing yellow vinyl rain coat, she looked like the picture on a box of Morton salt.I. Auntie……slowly, ” I moaned and grabbed her hair as my throbbing cock twitched over her face.I saw Fathima had inserted two fingers inside Shaheen’s pussy and they were rapidly moving in and out finger fucking her wet pussy. Shaheen took my balls out of her mouth as she moaned at the furious finger fucking Fathima was doing.Shaheen rapidly jerked my cock as a response to her bhabhi’s fingering. I just couldn’t control myself, I grabbed her hair and pulled her and shoved my cock back inside her. When I was too shocked to reply, he turned around and said, “And without you to protect my secrets, I would also not know my name by the end of the week.”“Shit,” I finally said, realizing my mistake. “I’m sorry, Nathan. I didn’t think about them finding out you knew before I left. But what if I...”He walked over to me, put his hands on my shoulders, looked me square in the eyes and said, “You wish to leave, then I wish to leave. You wish to stay, then I wish to stay. I owe Grandfather nothing. He was suprised that she was there as they had met through a website and she had told him she had a boyfriend. Although that didn't matter to her as she had met him by cheating on her ex-husband. He offered her a coffee to which she said "I'm here for something hot and black hun but it isn't coffee" She then threw her arms around him and kissed him fiercely. He grabbed her arse with both hands and lifted her up against the wall, he quickly realised that she had no knickers on. The very though.