Us ki Behan Ka Gar Meray Rastay Main Tha. Main Nai usay apnay Sath Moter Cycle per batha lia. Kuch dair Chup Rehnay Kai Bad us nai muj say batain Suru...Ker deen our Bataya kai us kai Husband kee Death 10 Saal Pehlay hoo gayee thee, ab woo apnay Bachoon Kai Sath Rehtee hai. Gab Us ki Behan KA ghar Aya our Main nay Gana Chaha too Booli Aap muj per aik Ihsan ker doo kai main Paisay lay loon our mujay Wapis Bus Stand per Utaar Deena. Pehlay Too Main Nai Inkar ker dia phir Israr karnay per maan gaya. With a sharp intake of breath and Cat's knees squeezing my thighs, she collapsed against me. When I withdrew my hand to hold her, my fully erect cock snuggled right onto her wet slit. Cat shuddered against me and I ejaculated onto her stomach. That's how worked up I had been, she never even touched me! CHAPTER 3After catching my breath I layed Cat over my legs with her head on the arm of the couch. I used my shirt to wipe her clean and then got a good look at her puffy little pussy. I grabbed. I stood there looking at her, trying to cool off. It was surreal. There were no lights to be seen anywhere in the distance, illuminating the Atlanta skyline. There was a silence like I’ve never known before. It was like a moment frozen in time. “Here, I’m going to make us another pitcher before the last of the ice melts. I’ll be right back.” It was difficult moving around in the dark, trying to cut up fruit and not slice any fingers off in the process. I was having difficulty. Life continued as normal for Wanda and I working and just doing what couples do. I didn't see Cheryl for a coulpe months since running into her with Wanda, then one day I saw her in the coffee shop sitting with three other peopleshe was sitting next to a guy probely in his fortys a clean cut looking guy buisines type a woman that looked in her late 40's dressed as a twenty something wanna be, wearing a short red skirt with a white blouse white stockings and appeared to be built for sex...the.