....staring back at him."Take it off NOW or I shall tear it off you myself!!" he spit the words at me.It was as if I could no longer think for myself....I reached behind my back and fumbled for the zipper of my dress. I tugged the zipper down frommy neck to the base of my spine. I pushed the fabric from off my shoulders and allowed the dress fall downward to gather at my waist. Takinghold of the waistband of the dress I pulled it the rest of the way off my hips, down my thighs and to my ankles. Is that the best you can come up with? The dog-moose would be more help. Sunflowers,’ he said with exasperation. ‘Perhaps you can take your sunny sunflower idea and stick it where the sun does not shine.’ ‘I thought you were in a good mood.’ ‘I was,’ Donovan muttered, ‘until I started talking to you. I want something special.’ ‘Real sunflowers dry up eventually. Maybe you can have a gold sunflower necklace made for her then she can have sunflowers even when she doesn’t have sunflowers.’ Donovan. I spread her legs apart as I rolled over one, laying between her thighs, my mouth immediately over her mons. I blew gently on the hair there, watching her as I did. Her mouth was wide open, she was gasping, still pushing down on my head. I blew a little lower, aiming my breath on her exposed cunt. “Oh please, mum!” she begged.I complied. I let her press my face down to her cunt, my tongue out and probing, finally finding her sweet pussy weeping cream for me. I licked her as dry as I could. Me vaha gaya to vaha pe ek madam psi ki seat par bethi ,uska nam p.K.Patel tha.Mene kaha mam mujhe chod do to unhone bola nahi …Me tumhe 207 ki kalam me gadi andar karva dungi. To me dar gaya. Mene socha ek to papa ne di hein mehnat ke bad or isme bhi ye huva to car to gayi …Samjo..Mene negotiation karna chalu kia.Ke mam plz chod do .Maf kar do na… To man hi nahi rahi thi .Bad mein chalu mujhe boli chalo police station to mujhe gadi me bithaya.Or baki policewalo ko bola ke mujhe policestation.