When I reached my seat, shabana was already there. Let me describe shabana, she was 5 feet 3 inches.very fair complexion, juicy lips and exact amount ...f flesh at right places. Her tits were big must be 36d, narrow waist and wide hips (must be 38). She was wearing a black scarf black loose burkha..typical muslim cutie.. Aferwards she removed it bas if getting relaxed she had pink colour shalwar and white colour tight kurta. We exchanged hi and hello and introduced each other. Shabana was also. She said she'd only be an hour away. She said I could go visit. She said she'd always be there for me.I understood she had to leave. I just didn't want her to go. Once she was gone, it was as if a part of me was missing. The house was quiet. I no longer woke up to her singing along with No Doubt. I no longer smelled her perfume in the hallway. I got depressed that year. I think I've been miserable ever since.The next morning what woke me up was all the commotion downstairs. My father's loud. I then lifted her up and inserted her pussy on my dick. Priya started riding on me like crazy. I was sucking her milky white boobs like I had never seen boobs in my life.Then she got off and I grabbed her and made her in doggy style and fucked her ass this time. Priya was in pain but enjoying it at the same time. She was letting out the sexiest moans. She couldn’t take my entire rod in her ass and so she asked me to stop. But I didn’t, I took it all the way in with force. She was crying.I then. Jutting out from his chest were two perfectly formed breast. Tim sawthem and almost passed out."I need some food," he said."I'm not surprised. You've been out for over seven hours. Sit tight and I'llget you something."Pam went to the kitchen and returned with a sandwich. She handed the sandwichto Tim without saying anything. After he finished the sandwich, Tim spoke."It wasn't a dream. It was real." As if in response, Tim's breast moved bytheir own accord. Pam backed away from the bed.