Mom ny a k kaha rahal mery sth chalo gay, m poucha je kahan to mom ny kaha dad ka dost ke death hwe ha un k ghr m kaha ok hum 20 mint ke tarvel l bad ...ahan pounchy akhri deedar k ly deadbody ak jaga rakhe huwe the dad ka dost bhe businessman tha to bahut rush tha line lagi the m kaha ap jao m yahein houn,mom ny kaha ajao tum bhe m agy tha mom pechy mom k pechy kafi aur females thein mery agy bhe female thein rush ke waja sy dhky lag rahy thy mom k boobs bar bar mujhy touch kar rhy thy mra lun. When we got back to the motel, off came the running pants and my used underwear. The bandage was in my pocket, since I removed it while going to the store. The shower I took was long and hot. I washed my tacky blond hair using hotel shampoo, since I seldom bought real shampoo.I carried the pile of old clothes to the sofa bed in the sitting room. "I'll dump all the stuff if you come pile it on the bed. I'm going to the hair dresser to have my hair done before the IDs are made," I said."Good that. ’ He mocked. I gagged and fought nausea at his rank smell, at the fear of having to take this massive cock inside me when his mere fingers had already hurt me so, but he pulled out again before I was in serious trouble. Then he was behind me, trying to shove his dick into me. I struggled, but he was too strong, so I stuffed the knuckles of one hand into my mouth to stop myself from screaming. Finally, he managed to impale me on his cock, making me groan in spite of my resolve as he ripped my. ” He pauses and says, “I miss him, too. I try not to think about it, but some days, he’s all I can think about.”Instead of focusing on the raw hurt and blinding sorrow surrounding Robbie’s premature death, I focus on my sexy, kind husband who is naked and embracing my scantily clad self. Without saying a word, I kneel down before him and run my hands down his sculpted, masculine body. I kiss his limp cock which quickly springs back to life and I look up at him with complete adoration and.