“The running club often comes out here Sunday afternoon for a run,” Nanette said. “Nothing formal. With the weather getting colder, we probably ...on’t be able to run here much longer. It’s pretty hazardous to run this trail if there is snow or a lot of rain. I just wanted one more easy run on it before winter.”I reached to greet Nanette with a kiss and she shied away.“Um ... sorry...” I said.“Do you really want other people seeing you kiss an old lady?” she asked. Well, fuck that. I reached out. We don’t even know where.“I’m fairly typical, I suppose. I’m sixteen. My mother is thirty-two! She was pregnant with me when she was fifteen years old! It’s called ‘children having children,’ Judge. And you foster it, too. By the way, she now has four more children. I don’t know how many fathers there have been, and you know what else? I don’t think she does, either. Hell! We don’t have fathers, we have sires! My mother might as well have gone to a sperm bank.”He just shook his head in disgust.. He then slides his tongue inside of her mouth and kisses Vasanta deeply. Vasanta then puts her arms around Alex's back and they start making out softly as she rubs his back up and down with her long black-painted nails that matched her dress that she did have on earlier."Mmmm, Vasanta, those nails feel good!" moaned Alex in pleasure.Alex then starts kissing her neck really seducing her making her want him, "Mmmm, Alex you fucking making me feel good, I want that big hard cock of yours now!"Alex. Ahhh aaa…pr bola randi chup kar or muje jaor se chodta raha lekin fir dard kam huya muje b acha lagne lga fir usne apna pani bich he chod diya or mere upper he let geya mai uthi or uska lund chusne lgi lund fir se khada ho geya to raja bola k meri randi chal ab ghodi ban mai samj gyi thi k ab j meri gand marega mai na krne lgi par thodi der badh maan gyi or ban gyi osne mera hole ko lick kiya or apna thuk lgaya or lund thoda sa dala mai dard k mare cheek pdi k aaaaaa.Nikalo bahr meri ankho se.