Dusre din bhi same huaa. Par third day jab me login huyi to muje aek unknown ka message aaya jisme likha tha ‘hey dear, can we timepass each other?�...�, to muje thoda ajeeb laga ki…. Sab to muje impress karne me lage huaae he aur ye siddha timepass??….Mene use hi kaha…aur fir baat suru ho gayi.Usne mujse kuch nai pucha, na age na city na kuch bas sirf naam. Muje uski ye baat acchi lagi to mene bhi use baat krna start kiya.Usne apna naam abhishek bataya, us din hamne sab casual baate hi ki. Fir to. It was a second or two before I noticed that it was Juana up in the saddle. She pulled the horse up within five feet of both me and my porch. She lifted a leg and turned and jumped down off of the horse, never letting go of his reins. Smiling, she handed me the reins and walked past me into my house. I guess she thought I was the new stable hand or something, and she was the mistress of the manor. I took a few minutes to check my new horse over, but he didn't look any the worse for his recent. It was a rambling house with six bedrooms, what was shaping up to be a formal living room along with a huge family room with a fieldstone fireplace. Her father held her hand as they walked. Finally he said, "Cindy, are you happy?"She turned to him, startled. "Dad, I almost couldn't be happier. Things are really working out. I've changed. I think I'm a much nicer person now ... at least I like myself a lot more. I'm loved by a man I adore. Our sex life together couldn't be better. The only thing. .. fucking ..... God!" she screamed as Michael's tongue lapped at her aching pussy, sending feeling through her that she had never known and was enjoying for the first time in her life. Her wonderful son was showing hr a wonderful new world of love and sex. Even though she knew it was wrong, there was no getting past the fact that she now belonged to Michael. Michael continued to lap at her panties and Mom's blossoming clit, but he needed more and he jerked down her panties. .