Skirt ke niche usne painty pahen rakhi thi…main kuchh der to painty ke uper se hi uske boor ko sahlata raha..phir dire se apna haath uske under daal...diya…ooohhhhh swarg tha wahan..mujhe laga agar swarg kahi hai to yahi hai..itna maza mujhe pahle kabhi nahi aaya tha….gandi aadte sharir ko sukh pahuchati isiliye hum use chhor nahi pate ..khair to jaise hi maine haath uske boor pe rakha wo sihar gayee per wo meri taraf nahi dekhti thi na hi mai uski taraf ..hum shor me shamil the kalkar aa rahe. Of course, they had any evidence to convict or even arrest him. Naomi knew her father. Knew he could never do what they said. She had seen the pain in his eyes as he told her in that car. The man had never even dated since her mother’s death and she knew he had the opportunity. Several women at their church had eyes for the forty-one year old factory worker. But even more than any of that evidence, Naomi knew that her father would have never, ever left her alone with her mother’s body. He. Aur sidha unke upar ja gira aur unko upar girne se me unke upar he let gya aur thoda dard hone ka natak krne lga aur unki aankho me dekhne laga. Aur woh v meri taraf dekh rhi thi. Tabhi mene himmat krke unke juicy lips pe ek kiss kr diya aur wo mujhe bolne lgi gaurav je kya kr rhe ho tum.Tab v mein lga rha aur unko thoda pasina aa gya tha to main use unki gardn ke paas jaa k choosne lga kiss krne lga fir woh v thoda machlne lgi aur bed ki chaddr ko nochne lgi mujhe pta tha ab hme koi ni rokne. She gazed around the room, recognizing several of the folks, influential in their businesses and fields. James watched as well as the maiden became his queen. His eyes glimmered of desire and she found the thought of draining his sack and throat fitting. She would have to ask Alfonse how much liberty he would yield to his newest concubine, though he had already declared her his mate.Alfonse rose from the chair, taking her body with his as his arms cradled her knees aloft, hanging, so to speak.