”I turned in my chair and pulled her onto my lap. “Why would you want a painting of me when you can have the original?” I asked her with a broad...grin.She laughed, and our lips met, hers tasting of apricot jam, “Because, then I can have my cake and eat it, dummy.” She wriggled in my lap and smiled when she felt me respond.“You are a wicked woman,” I said, “Don’t start something you’re not willing to follow through with.”“Who says I’m not willing to follow through?” Zoe murmured as she wriggled. Damn you suck better than your mom''god that made me happyi dont know why but it made me hardknowing i sucked better than mom he fished as i sucked, it was really nicehe pet on my head and call me a good cock sucker''want me to come in your bed at night and make you taste your mum pussy juice on my cock''''i love to fuck her , your mom got used to my bbc while she was still with ur looser dad''''no wonder wh is k** love cock too''''i teach her to suck in my car at night and she swear she would. It was late on Sunday night when I finally plucked up the courage to tell Alice about Hilary’s approach and I have to say I was a little disappointed by her initial response. “You? A Bull?” The tone of astonishment in her voice was genuine and as such, a bit hurtful. She must have sensed my upset because she immediately continued. “I’m sorry; that was unfair of me. You’re a very good looking man and great company. You’re not bad in bed too but you have to admit, the irony is pretty strong. You. Ankita (Name Changed) live along with her sister in a rented 2 BHK and when ever Ankita used to be out for a party or for holidays she used to call me over for some fun. We have been enjoying this for a while, unless one odd day her sister Ankita suddenly came over & thank god we were just having some casual chat at that time.Ashu introduced me to her. I must say Ankita was a very confident and with best in shape. I was impressed by the way she was talking, & somewhere inside I was falling for.