”“Then it’s not time. Should we head back to the party? I still want that dance.”“A slow one?”“Yes,” I said.We made our way back to th... house, stopping in the coach house to check on Fawn and the kids, before heading up to the attic. We had to wait for two songs, but then I heard the opening notes of Every Breath You Take by The Police, and led Tasha out to the dance floor. She melted into my arms, and sighed deeply as I pulled her tight and we swayed to the music.Tasha’s body felt very good. His precum seemed to jet from the tip as he jerked his cock into the soft material. Just the thought of her pussy being where his cock was, was enough to send him over the edge and with one long stroke he spurted hard into the panties. He was a little ashamed of what he had just done and just how quickly it had happened. He felt so perverted but the pulsing of his cock washed away the shame and guilt and he started to clean up the spunk that had dripped onto his leg.His heart was still pounding. Just a noise, she thinks, nothing wrong. She returns to the bedroom and take off her earrings and her watch, placing them on the dresser. Now, returning to the bathroom, she walks in and the steam fills the space of her bathroom. She wipes the mirror, looks again with a smile, and waves the steam towards her in an invitation to caress her body. Stepping into the shower, she is met with the sting of hot water hitting her skin; sending pulses throughout her body. Her breath quickens at the. Meri unse zyada baat nhi hoti thi . Par woh meri mummy ki acchi dost thi . Ek baar unki beti ne eq dance competition mei part liya.Mummy ne unse uski performance ki video whatsapp karne ko kha. Par us time mummy ka phone kharab tha isliye mummy ne mera number unhe de diya ..Us din ke baad woh mujhe roz whatsapp karne lagi hamesha subha koi na koi joke bheja karti thi par ek din unhonne mujhe ek joke bheja jo tha “Ek baar ek sardar aur sardarni train me safar kar rahe theSardarni:suno ji koi.