You were fucking your friends’ father?" he asks."Not fucking him," I say. "I just used to blow him when he drove me home from their house." What the...fuck, Sofia. You make that sound like it's quite normal." Well, it seemed normal at the time. I liked him. He used to pay me a lot of attention. He used to listen to me. You weren't there, so it was good to have someone to talk to like that. He really cared about me!" I am upset now."Oh Baby, I know. It's my fault I wasn't there. But it wasn't my. Irfaan was holding the trump card and there was no way he was letting it go. "Do you know one another?"Fatima's father asked curiously, and Fatima continued to stand there, still in obvious shock. Irfaan came to the rescue by replying,"Well, we've seen one another at the gym, and two days ago, I approached her, and convinced her to try out a Yoga Class. Seems, it wasn't to her liking, as she found herself on her back once and also ended up on her knees once!"Fatima's face became the color of. Us kutia ko shayad bahut mazaa aane laga tha. Usne dono piche ki taange chowdi karke apni choot piche karke us kutte ki jeebh se lagane lagi. Shayad kutte hi jyada smajhdaar hain kyunki wah sungh kar hi samajh jaate hain ki unki female kya chahti hai. Uske baad wah kutia palti aur ous kutte ka lund chatne lagi. Thodi der main maine dekha ki us kutiya ne us kutte ka lund poora ka poora apni moonh main ghused lia aur ajeeb tarike use choosne lagee. Us kutte ka lund buri tarike se khada ho gaya. I decided to slip into it, well I say slip but I wasn’t that graceful. There is an art to putting on woman’s lingerie and I was a newbie. I eventually figured it out and pulled it up so it wrapped my frame like it would a woman. My cock and balls was aching around the thong section. But every time my hard cock pulsed it pushed in on my arse and this just made me more horny. I got on the bed on my hands and knees as though I was going to be taken from behind as it did this the tightness of the.