Look at him! Look at him as he walks slowly down thegloomy corridor, below the ground, all dressed in white, like a bride,beside the older man. Is tha... his father? Giving him away? Look at theboy's face, perfect creamy complexion with a faint blush on his highcheekbones, long black mascara'd lashes, deep purple eyeshade, hishighlighted eyebrows a svelte arc of jet. See his sharp blue eyes, asecret, mona lisa smile on his moist, painted lips, his gaze flickingnow towards the oozing, cold walls. I fucked her hard when her pussy accepted my dick dimensions. Then we changed positions to the girl on top or milf on the top. Her boobs were shaking. We again changed to cancer position I ramped her so hard, that she shouted, “Yesss Aakash make me yours.”We both released our sex fluids. I collapsed on her and rolled over; she slept in my arms, cuddling each other. Then we heard a knock on the door. I covered myself and she covered with a blanket to open the door.Her daughter was standing there. She forgot to hug her mom and dad good-bye.Jeff and Diana went back inside and watched until the jet was airborne, its lights flashing in the darkness.“I guess our daughter is growing up,” Diana said, holding back tears.Jeff’s gruff, “No shit,” didn’t fool Diana one bit.As they walked back to the SUV, Diana asked, “What do we do? Drive home and back at one? That will take almost four hours to do that.”“No. First thing is to get something to eat before we go car shopping.”“Car shopping? We have. She couldn't stop thinking of her finishing school lover who had spent hours at a time touching her this way, and she wondered why Mr Steel never ever bothered to touch her this way. Her breasts were still tingling from the priest's touch, and now her clitoris was throbbing in urgent expectation of what must surely follow!But no, he didn't continue. Perhaps if he had done so this story might have gone in a completely different direction, but the poor man just didn't know enough about girls to.