It was on his fourth successive evening in the Celt that he saw Kaitlin for the first time. She was singing with the band and he bought them all a dri...k, as had become his habit. During the interval he struck up a conversation with her about the band and the songs she sang. She has that unique look about her that comes with a pale complexion and the light red hair that is seen to perfection only in parts of Ireland.He spent so much time with her that they were quickly regarded as an accepted. She took a sip of coffee.“Not very good,” Jack answered. He had tossed and turned the whole night thinking about his paycheck being held by the bank for ten days.“I slept like a log,” Abby said.“You’re lucky. I kept having nightmares of bankers cooking steaks using everyone’s paychecks instead of wood for the fire,” Jack said.“We won’t starve,” Abby said.He looked at her for a second and then asked, “Where did you get the coffee?”“Coffee and oatmeal are being served in the garage,” Abby said. A fresh flood of sex juices invade my mouth as you tip over the edge into your orgasm. You scream out a stream of incoherent words as you buck against my face and thumb. I continue rubbing and tonguing you through your orgasm, abandoning your clit when you wind down to whimpers. I just use my tongue to slowly clean your juices, licking from your opening up to your clit, your body jolting as I touch your sensitive, post orgasm sweet spot, making me smile. I follow the trail of climax induced. Ashritha winced in pain. I started moving in and out of her pussy slowly at first and then I increased the speed. We both were panting and breathing heavily.I was squeezing her breasts and fucking her hard and she was responding to my jerks with equal excitement.Then when I slowed down a bit she started to thrust her hips hard toward me. Ashritha was enjoying a lot. She shouted “Appa it’s a great feeling. I am loving it. Aaaah….Papa something is happening again…Aaaah” saying this she reached.