Since that afternoon, I still watch the young girls play, my head filled with lustful thoughts ... but she is the one who brings me to this park nearl... every day, where I pretend to read while seeking her out in the shrieking gaggle of kids. And when I spy her -- sometimes with the little boy in tow, most often on her own -- it feels like a benediction.I come back to reality with a jerk. The boy is now scooting about in the sand pit, and my nameless little doll is approaching this very. She: where are u from?Me: BangaloreShe: wow! I’m from Bangalore tooMe: that’s good …Where do u live?She: *************Me: are u kidding I live in the same area.She: wow! That’s surprise. We should meet sometime.Me: sure why not! Coffee tomorrow evening?She: cool ! ****** cafe 6pm !Me: should I use ti to text you next time?She: haha no! And she gave me her number!Me: called her just to verify that’s a girl or not? It was a girl and her voice was so pretty she said hello for 3 times I was lost in. .. your pussy sounds good!" Robert commented. "Let me hear that juice as you play with it!"Silently, they both sat... still watching one another, listening to the wet sloppy sounds they were both making as Darlene continued to slip one of her favorite fuck-toys in and out of her glistening slit. Robert was furiously pumping his cock now... into the second twenty minutes of his initial time. And I... sitting there in the front office keeping an eye on things, couldn't help but to begin doing the. If it ever came out that the two of them were in cahoots to defraud Vince out of half the marital estate, the best thing she could hope for is a stiff fine and disbarment. They'd both be facing a hefty prison term for perjury."Rachael was right, that was reason enough to keep anybody's mouth shut."So what makes you think Vince is telling the truth?" I asked once more.With a genuine tone of perplexity in her voice, Rachael replied, "I can't put my finger on it but there's something just not.