Ghr a bhi dhyan rakhne k liye aur khud k lund ka aur pari ki chut ka bhi dhyan rakhne k liye ;)Maine aur pari ne mil k milne ka plan banaya aur fir ja... mummy papa chale gae to maine usse ghr pe bulayabina mummy papa ko batae ;) isse pehle hum bahut saare plan banae the par sab fail ho jaate the to aaj jaise hi mumma papa gae maine usse msg kiya :Me : hey therePari : haan bolo mere raja ;)Me : meri raani aa jao jaldi se ghr.Koi nahi hai maze karenge ;)Pari : sach bata ;) chal theek hai aati hoon. The car was probably only worth about five hundred.With all of our stuff transferred over to the rental car, we drove off towards Diane's farm. It was actually south of Salem, on a farmer's market road that was unpaved but well maintained by someone. We turned left at a mail box about five miles down the road, and I saw the home that she was raised in for the first time. It was old, weatherbeaten, and very small. It had probably been whitewashed sometime in the past fifteen years, and the front. “Sorry. Just let me get this.” “Hello, Jack speaking,” to the anonymous call number. “Hi Jack its Amy!” “Amy. Amy. Amy I can’t…..”I say as I’ve met so many people in the last couple of days. “Ah, Amy from the train? Yes I’m sorry what…..” She cuts me off by saying “It’s Ok. Is the invitation still open for a meal?” “Yes of course.” Astounded I ask, “When?” We meet up for lunch and have a great time. I drop her back at her flat and I give her a fatherly kiss. “Thanks for the company.” “When do. We went on for a bit, he stroking my cock, I fingering his ass, until he asked me to take him for real. As he bent slightly, hands leaning against the tile wall, I moved behind him, resting my cock in the crack between his ass cheeks. I rubbed the already sensitive underside of my cock a little on him, then pulled myself back so that the tip of the erection could slide down along the crack and stop at his hole. There was no way I could enter him only by pushing forward, so I grabbed my hard-on,.