"You really favour your good mother."She had grown into a comely lass. Her hair was not black, but of a rich shade of dark brown, and tied back into a...braid with single locks framing her face. Her dark brown eyes were huge and lively, and the corners of her mouth pointed upwards in a friendly smile. It was hard to look at her and not feel good."My father told me that you came to town. I need some charcoal."Pelle shook his head in regret. "I just delivered a load at the forge. 'Twill be a week. Don't worry.'"Terry, stop! - uhh!" she said, again trying to push me off. Her body must've been giving her mixed signals, because her legs were still around me and her hips thrust down against my cock. 'Please - oh christ! - stop!'"Not a chance," I whispered, grunting myself as I sank my cock all the way in again. 'You don't want me to.' I thrust again and she arched against me. 'Don't worry."Despite the fact that she was fucking me back as hard as I was fucking her, she was still trying to. It almost made me ill to look at them. Especially the still photo that clearly showed their faces and identified them without any doubt. She was kneeling naked on the bed and he was doing her doggy style from behind and both were looking right into the camera with pure, erotic bliss on their faces. You could see him fondling one of her hanging breasts as he stroked into her.Watching some of the video clips with the audio on it made it obvious the affair had been going on for about six months. Mala vaatla aajji uthli tar sagla thambvaava laagel. Mi maage saraklo. Ani shaant padun rahilo. Thodya velaat punha dola laagla.Parat jaag aali tevha rashmi majhya javal hoti. Tichya paayaan chi haalchal mala majhya paayavar jaanavli. Mi tasach padun rahilo. Rashmi halu halu paay halvat hoti. Majhi, lagnachya vayaachi, lahan bahin, majhyavar chance marat aahe hyachi mala jaaniv zhali. Mi tasach padun rahaycha tharavla kaaran magashi kelelya ghaai mule ti ghabarli hoti. Tichya botaani ti majhye.