We fell back on the bed and my cock just slid into her pussy as if it new exactly where to find it. Feeling my cock sliding into her warm wetness, I l...oked in her eyes and was overcome by a feeling of tenderness I had never experienced before. Right then I knew I wanted to spend my life with this woman. I kept staring into the green pools of her eyes, trying to imagine how she felt about me. Then she started playing with her breasts again and this really excited me. However, I kept moving. To maine kaha tu abi choti hai badi hoge to b chut pe mammi ke jaise bal hoge, phir maine papake jaise rita ke pav lambe kiye aur rita ke chut chatne laga rita chila rahe thi aaaaaahhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaauuuuuuu sssssssssshhhhhhhhhhh ram maza aa raha hai aur chato chato mere bhai teri bhahan ki chut ko chato.Bad me maine kaha rita se rita ab teri bari hai rita ne meri pant utari aur bad me chadi b utari, lekin mera lund ek murjaye phool ke jaisa tha rita ne kaha ram tumhara to chota hai aur naram b. I just had to dive right in by giving Donna control and seeing where it led. Therefore, I spent the next week or so agonizing over when or how I would bring the subject up. Then, as often happens, fate took control of events. I found out on a Wednesday that my company was sending me to Ft. Lauderdale , Florida (halfway across the country) for a week to attend a seminar on my area of specialization. Each time I have to travel Donna is apprehensive. She says its not that she doesn’t trust me,. "He patted the bench seat beside him."Come and sit. Your daughter attends the school across the park, doesn't she? They are still in class. I haven't heard the bell yet. Come, sit beside me."I still hesitate."Is there something wrong with the bench? It is dark green, I believe. Is it not safe or something?" No, no, it's not that. That park bench has a lot of memories for me." Oh, really? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to remind you of anything bad." Not bad memories. Good memories. Many good.