Even when John lay on her spent, she kept him locked in, daring for him to try and withdraw from her. Jana put her arms around his back and held him f...st to her body. She didn't want to let go of this man, ever. But, eventually, there was a knock on the door to break them free and pull them back to the real World."What is it?" she called, breathlessly."Telephone call from General Yurylenko, madam Major." Tell the General... ah... I'm indisposed and I'll... ah... call him back."John looked at. When she awoke next morning, her mate was snoring away in the bed opposite with no sign of the guy in the room. It was then that she noticed that her bed covers had fallen on the floor and when she staggered to the bathroom, she realised she was no longer wearing her knickers.Fearing the worst, she checked herself over but all seem fined and when she asked her mate about what might have happened she had no idea as she’d gone straight to sleep when they’d finished fucking.She’s still no idea. We can’t. That’s incest. And I’m not on anything.” She protests. ‘I can. Take me with your big dick. Shoot your seed into my womb. The ultimate disrespect for your father.’ She can’t help thinking. She knows she is going to give in. Even as she fights to be good. “My...my ass. You can fuck my ass.” She gasps. Another smack. Then she hears him spit on his hand, lubing his cock. He spreads her big asscheeks apart. Then she can feel the tip of his dick at her anal bud. She clenches the couch. You are waise hi too studious.. Thoda chill mara krMe: yeah ty bhabhi I shall work on it .That was all we talked, but that moments grabbed my mind with her care and the sweet voice she spoke in. I was sp naive that for a moment I thought her like a elder sister who can help me adjust in this culture.Speaking of her as a female, she was in her late 20s, wheatish,tall and slender with not too big boobs to carve for but enough to slip for, she use to sport western wears most of the time making it.