.”Fine I’ll search it myself…” aur woh kitchen mey gayi..[maine studio apartment liya tha..so mere hotel room mey attached kitchen bhi tha..]m...i bed pey uski wait kar ra tha..5 minutes key baad woh agayi..aur uskey haat mey liquid chocolate tha…mai uska idea samaj gaya.. aur mann hi mann mey kushi sey pagal hogaya…aur chilaney laga..”woww…darling..i love u so much…”Usney chocolate ko mey lund pey dala aur usey..lick karney lagi..chocolate thoda thanda tha….uski waja sey mujey aur excitement. I slammed into the wall as if I’d been swatted by a mountain.I distinctly heard several ribs crack and then lost conscious thought, as my skull tried to play ping-pong with my brain after it smashed against the bulkhead.My last thought was, “What the Fuck?”It was the smell, which brought me to consciousness.Coffee. I loved coffee. Dark roasted with lots of milk. Then the next smell hit me. Oats. Not just any oats but oats that had been mixed with butter and golden syrup (treacle), and... , yes,. Like me he didn't have a single hair down there and instead of smelling clean and freshly washed like Freddie always did, he smelled and tasted like a man, a real man! It was a marvelous experience being naked on top of my father in the middle of a ranch yard with not a single soul around for miles. I worked my hips like a belly dancer and felt his tongue inside me, I sucked his prick like a little girl with a lollipop. I took each testicle into my mouth and slavered over them, I even went. I would reserve two rooms, so you could feel comfortable and retreat if I turned out to be a creep or you had misgivings. I would wait at the lobby bar, with a single white rose in my hand, my back to the front door so you could change your mind up to the last minute. The white rose symbolizes you, purity and innocence. You check in and have your bag brought to our room, and keep the key card for your escape room. You would come up and sit next to me, asking if the seat is taken. Coy and sexy,.