Daal di. Orr fir choot chatne laga.Mai toh jaise jannat me thi. Usne frr meri panty bhi utar di orr meri jhang ko chatne laga. Orr frr dobara meri cho...t ko. 15 min tkk vo meri choot l sath khela.Kabhi usne chate toh kabhi choose. Kabhi jeebh andr daal deta. Toh kabhi nose se kuch kuch krne lagta. Uska muh mre pani me bheega hua tha. Usne apni pant utar di.Orr mera hath utha k apne kache k upar rakh dia. Mai kache k upr se uska lund sehla rhi thi.Uska lund aise tana hua tha. Ki kache ka strap. I grimaced. I hated the thought of attending to her, none the less trying to show her any kind of attention.“Sorry.” I said in a sweet tone. “Chloe claimed first dibs each night and my hands get sore after the first one.” I said.I wasn’t lying. My hands always get sore after rubbing Annie. But I was years away from that. At this point in time, Annie would be only 9 years old. So it would be 9 more years before I could see her again, with Guri’s rules.“Mom, I’ve been thinking as Josh and I were. She looked over her left shoulder towards the cars and, as she turned back, nodded. I lay on the ground and, after fully removing her jeans and knickers, she kneeled, straddling me, bringing her pussy towards my mouth. I licked her slit from bottom to top, stopping to give her clit a suck, and continued up to the top of her strip of hair. I could taste her pee mingled with that of her pussy. I returned my tongue to her pussy and started to really work it, giving equal time to her clit and to. ”I told him that I will talk to my dad and will tell him.Dad was super excited and was almost in tears and said, “Mamun, this is godsend. Meet him and if he is half as sincere as he sounds, he will love you forever.”I agreed to meet Rishi, I chose to wear a traditional dress, saree. Dad drove me to the park where we planned to meet, and waited outside. He was so eager and anxious to meet Rishi, I had to fight with dad to make him wait in the car.Dad said, “Don’t forget to call me when you agree.