As I neared the wound on your upper thigh I slowed down almost completely. With a feather-like touch I brushed the cloth against your leg, afraid to r...open the wound. I was so focused on your leg that I gasped in shock when I felt your hand encircle my wrist just above where the flesh was torn. ‘May…’ Your voice was barely a rasp of sound whispering from your throat as your hand continued to lightly grasp my upper wrist. Unsure what to say I fumbled for words in my mind. Just when I was about. I laughed and replied. Ya know I forgot to ask him.’ ‘So what’ll we do until after church?’ Kay asked. I kind of turned toward her and using my thumb pointed to the back of the van. ‘How about a blow job?’ ‘That’s out of the question!’ Kay instantly shot back. Not wanting to give in too quickly I said. ‘I drive all this way and can’t even get a quick blow job?’ ‘Later darling.’ Kay replied. ‘Okay but it better be one hell of a blow job.’ I said. ‘Is there anything but?’ Kay answered. . Unke room 0 watt ka red bulb jal raha tha….jisse mujhe sab saaf dikh raha tha….abhi tak mere papa ne apna underwear nahi utara tha aur main unke lund ko dekhne ke liye taras rahi thi…..meri mummy ne apne haath se mere papa ke underwear ko khincha…aur neeche utaar diya….aur kehne lagi ki mujhe bhook lag rahi hai….soch rahi hoon kela kha loon…mera papa ne kaha kela bhi kha le aur kele ka juice bhi pee lena teri tabiyat thik ho jayegi….mummy papa ki aisi batein sunkar main hairan bhi thi lekin. He was through it in no time & I still had,nt even caught a glimpes of his Cock,he stood there looking at my shower unit,"You posh Fucker,that is massive,drying area as well",he gave my Ass,one almighty Whack,"Arrrrrrggghhh",I let out, "You Posh Little Fucker",he said again,putting me down on my feet in the shower tray,turning me around facing the tiled wall,not letting me get a look at his Cock,he pushed my face into the tiles,he reached foreward & turned the shower on,I got the cold water.