”“And we’ll make love by the tree?” she giggled.“That’s going to be our tradition,” I confirmed.“You DO realize that we’ll traumatiz... our children, right?” she smirked.“They’ll survive,” I chuckled. “You said that yourself last year!”She giggled, “I did, didn’t I? I said it would be just what mom and dad do!”We eventually got up and went back to Kara’s house for a dinner that her mom had cooked. After dinner, the three of us went to Friendly’s on Route 28 to have dessert. I was surprised to see. Ahhh. Jaan. . Aj isseee kaaat loo. Khha jaaooo. Bhottttt diiinnn baaaddddd iseee kisneeeee touchhhhhhh kiyyaaaaa haiii. Ahhh. Ahh. Lkn vovo moan dhime awaz me hi kar rahi thi to koi taklif nai thi . Thodi der baad vo b jad gayi lkn mujhe cum accha nai laga mene hankerchief se apni lips saaf ki . Aur vo sara cum niche bus k bistar oar gir gaya tha to vo b humne saaf kiya . Itne me vo wapas mere lung ko khada karne me lag gayi aur mera lumd khada b ho gaya .Aur phir usne mera lung apni chut me. I moved my fingers in and out quickly, my tongue lapping up every drop of cum from her pussy, taking her through one, then a second orgasm, before pulling my finger out of her.Scooting up the bed, I let her suck her taste from my fingers before whispering in her ear “your turn”Daisy eagerly went to my cock, taking my chaps tip inside her lips she stroked the soft skin of my rod, until it was at full attention, her ministrations making me groan and my head tilt back as I arched my back. She was. Take off my fucking thong NOW you naughty naughty boy! I turned round and demanded. I could see young Ahmeds beaming smile as he started to quickly peel off my sexy red thong, He knew then that there would be no more struggling from me, I turned round just as my thong was thrown on the couch, The look on his face, I could barely believe this little Pakistani schoolboy now had me completely naked on my knees, oh my god he muttered as I felt both his hands part my asscheeks and something warm.