Did you win the Lotto?" Ha, ha. No, I just love you. See you later." Yeah, bye, bye."Fortunately this Friday was terribly busy at work, and before I k...ew it I was on my way home. The ten minute walk through the old quarter of Copenhagen was a treat every day. A little exercise, something nice to look at, and sufficient time to put the office behind me, and set my mind for family life. I really enjoyed each day when I didn't have to drive my car or ride a bus. One of the extra benefits of living. I observed that from a side angle her boobs looked much more bigger than from front. I complimented saying her can become a model if she wishes to. For which she said she doesn’t want to enter that industry since she feels that it is too vulgar and she would be made to wear all dirty clothes. I smiled back and said that your figure is being wasted and she can make lot of guys go mad. She smiled and got up to throw the finished apple to dustbin. Just as she got up her back sprained and she let. She began to moun .ohh what a good cock…then i slowly inserted my cock tip in her pussy .her feelings no changed into cries. She said no sallu i don’t want fuck i want only oral sex. Then i said her sex is better than that. She said ok. And said to insert it slowly. I slowly pushed it inside half of cock was inside her .she began to cry please salman leave me i didn’t listen her and again i pushed my cock inside her hardly whole my cock was inside her, she crying with tears. And some blood was. Every item in the driveway required her to do something every week and she had come to hate them.“What about that all that bedroom furniture?”“That used to be the guest room,” she said. She laughed and said, “In all the years we’ve lived here we’ve only had guests three times and that was when my parents came during the Christmas holidays.”“What are you going to do with the guest room?”“I’ll close the door and never go in it again,” she answered.“What if we have guests?”“I’ll vacuum the floor.