I had him lie on the bed and I turned around and got on top and we locked into a hot 69, sucking each other. He played with and then began to finger m... ass. I sucked his cock up and down like mad and then I could not hold back anymore and told him I was about to cum. He just kept on sucking me and shoved his finger deeper into my ass. I started pumping his mouth, riding his finger and then let out a gusher of hot cum deep into his throat. He kept right on sucking until I went soft. All the. Us ka naam anju tha kya gazab ki bala thi yaar vo . by god ab b uske bare me sochta hu na to mera to pent me sher jaag jata hai . Dosto uske kya bade bade boobs the bilkul shape me the oruski gaand to mano ki bas pucho hi mat. uski height thi kareeb 5,3″ uski age 19 thi or pink top or white pant me puri item lag rhi thi. ab jyada boar na krte hue seedhe story pe chalte hain.Meri nazar jaise hi uspe padi yar mai to uspe fida hi ho gya.5 min tak usko bas dekhe hi ja rha tha itne me usne b mujhe. I was very popular among the female employees and wives because of our policies towards family. I tried to push most of the credit onto Michael and other executives, which worked publicly. The on-site day care center had been Rachel's idea, but the women of the company put the credit squarely on my shoulders. The single mothers loved it, but the wives had been ecstatic that I insisted any S&C child could be dropped off for the whole or part of the day. Every stay-at-home wife took advantage at. "Ask yourmother," he always said. "Do what your mother tells you," had been hisonly rule. He had refused to be a father to Amy, refused to have anythingto do with bringing her up, except in so far as he supported her mother inevery decision she made. Instead he became a confidant, a teacher and afriend. When he had died she had felt torn apart. She had felt guilty fornot having appreciated every second she'd known him.She didn't really remember her real father. All that was left of him.