Afterward, unfortunately, he had to go get a bunch of shit done,so there I was, hardon in my hand, wondering what I'd do with my fuckingjism without t...is hot guy around the house to releive me.Just as I was getting a rhtyhm on my wood, the doorbell of the house rang."Shit," I said, and reluctantly pushed my rod into a pair of jeans Islipped on. When I opened the door, the only thing I could think was "Shit,nothing" The man who stood before me was a fucking stud. Late forties, Iwould guess, with. I licked the top, and then placed it between my breasts. His cock moved up and down my cleavage as i caressed it with my breasts. Slap me, i begged. He slapped my face. He gripped me by my hips and managed to push me to the back seat. After managing to join me on the backseat, he began to kiss me and lifted my skirt. He flipped me over as he brought down my panties. My skirt bundled up over my belly. He spanked my ass. Aahhhh,i moaned. My knees were on the seat and my palm on the window. I felt. ‘You have sand in your hair, beauty queen,’ Aren teased as he ran his fingers through it. ‘Only because you put it there,’ she retorted. ‘Go ahead and take a shower, if you want. I’ll start dinner.’ Why on earth is she blushing? She’s taken a shower with me around several times… He figured it out only seconds later. ‘Umm, baby…’ Gin said as she stepped closer to Aren. ‘Would you like to come with?’ Aren didn’t say a word, but scooped Gin up in both arms and carried her into the bathroom, not. We both were breathing heavily into each other’s mouth as we came facing each other. We again kissed each other as we both lay into each other’s arms panting and breathing heavily. We were all tired and drained out now. We were lying into each other’s arms like a husband and wife had just celebrated their Suhag Raat. I loved the way she took care of me and cuddled me all the while.“Mujhe tum pasand ho..” she said.“Mujhe bhi aap bohot pasand aayi.” I replied back.“Kya tum hamesha humare saat.