"It never does," Jessie replied. "But some has." She looked towards the Lord Mary Pub with a sad look in her eye. David walked past and saw her daught...r was staring after him. "Like him, don’t ya." "So? Do you think I should go after him?" Michelle challenged. Jessie found herself laughing. "You're still a Dean girl, Mich." "Of course, I'll always be." They grinned then hugged. "Go get him," Jessie told her. Michelle grinned and then sauntered off to continue her seduction. She walked towards. . her ass was red..She was shouting and abusing me.. “FUCK ME YOU BASTARD.. YOU MFING ASSHOLE.. HIT ME HARD.. OOHH GOOODDD MMAAVVVV… FUCK MY BRAINS OUT… U MF FUCK ME HARDER… HARDER U ASSHOLE.. FUCK ME HARDER…. AAAAHHHHHHHHH YESSS… YESSSS… YYYEESSSSSS…….”I loved her abuses and started to bang her hard.. as hard as i could.. i could feel my pressure built.. she had already cum twice.. and i could again feel her pussy tighten.. i told her i am gonna cum.. she wanted us to cum together…I started. For some reason, I just kept quiet instead of announcing my presence. He thought he was alone, I didn't want to scare the shit out of him by yelling down.He was just standing there! What was he doing? He had his back to me, so I couldn't see his face, and fortunately he couldn't see me up in the loft either. Then, he reached down and pulled his shirt off, kicked off both of his work boots and I heard him undoing his belt. Wow, now I definitely wasn't saying anything! He had a tougher time. The security man who had threatened my Mom and Aunt introduced himself as Ramu. Then another man in his late fourties introduced himself as Razzaq. Then there was a boy in his late teens who introduced himself as Shameer.My mom was in a blue coloured saree which properly covered her belly. While Aunt Smitha was in tight salwar kameez. Mom asked aunt to go outside. But Ramu held her hand.“I said that we wont fuck her. But I didn’t mean that we don’t want to see her body,” he said with a smile on.