Better to keep on as he did and just run forever, but he didn't want to this time. This time was different. He wanted to stay. Was it too late now? Di... he screw things up again? Eh, fuck it! He probably did.He threw on his long black coat and dodged out the door quickly. He walked down the road some, where his pick up was parked in a small wooded clearing that one could not see from the road and hopped in. He'd drive into town and look up that job. And find a room to rent for the night. He. My hands are roaming all over her back, her shoulders, her arms, she sighs with contentment at my touch. She starts to squirm in place, I figure the allergic reaction is really kicking inshe can't seem to keep still. "What's wrong honey?" "I got an itch in a place I can't get to" "Where is it?" "I can't say, its too embarrassing" "Oh come on, tell me, let me help" "I feel it up inside me 'down there' it really itches bad" That's when things go crazy, she starts to pull at her bikini bottom to. Papa: Nahi nahi uska koi call nahi aaya.Maa: Ek baar call karke poochiye to kaha hai.Papa: Haan poochunga chai pee loon.Chai to bahana tha. Papa bhi nahi chahte the ki jo chupam chupaayi ka khel hum khel rahe hai woh khatm ho jaaye. Ma wapas palat gayi aur main dubara apni kamar hilana shuru kar di. Dheere dheere apni gand mein unki chulbulati ungli ko andar bahar leti hui maze mein pairo ki ungliya machla rahi thi.Kuch hi der baad maa uth kar boli: Hogayi aapki chai to cup de dijiye.Papa: Nahi. With a relieved sigh, I turned my head to gaze out the window. The vast forest faded into the background, and soon after, I took in the familiar sight of our cityscape while listening to the gentle humming of the van’s engine.It felt nice. A journey back home. I was gone for only two days, but it still felt reassuring to be in a familiar environment again.“Thanks for the trip,” I broke the silence. “It was a nice experience.”“You’re welcome, princess.” This time, I smiled back at him. It no.