Wo sirf mobile chalati hi nahi thi, balki kuch type bhi karti rehti thi. Aur jitna main unhe jaanta tha, bua text pe kisi se itna baat nahi karti thi....Fir ek din jab wo type kar rahi thi, to maine apna whatsapp khol ke dekha. Maine dekha, ki bua online show nahi ho rahi thi. Iska matlab bua whatsapp use nahi kar rahi thi, aur koi aur app use kar rahi thi.Fir mere dimaag mein khayaal aaya, ki kahi bua fufa ji ko cheat to nahi kar rahi thi. Aur us baat ne mujhe itna excite kar diya, ki main unke. I finished wiped and replaced my knickers only to hear another fart.I came out of the stall and the lady at the sink remarked its quite noisyover there I hate it when I know I have been heard.The stall opened and Jane a colleague from Swallows the estate agentscame out. She was clearly embarrassed and commented that it was the beansfrom the jacket potato she had eaten lunchtime.I was shocked she was the last person I thought would be so open.She asked if I had been the lady in the train crash. I love to see that wo jab bhi chalti thi to unki gand bahut hilti thi mein kabhi bhi ye moka nhi khota tha unki gand dekhne kaa mann karta Tha ki unki gand ko pakad lu magar darta tha wo humesha tight kapde pehanti aur gahr par wo short aur shirt me rehti thi unka colur fair tha aur sharir par ek bhi baal nhi tha skin bahut smooth thi wo jab bhi ghar ke bahar nikal ti thi to ladke sab chod ke unko dekte rehte the wo apni gadi se nikalti thi to unke boobs hilte rehte the uhke kai baar nipple bhi. I moved closer to him again and moaned in his ear, softly. I then moved my hand from his chest to behind his head and pulled him close to me. Our lips touched and I quickly slipped my tongue into his mouth and we began French kissing.Billy continued to caress my breast and my nipples were now as hard as nails. I was sure that my pussy was just drooling but I still did not want to move too fast. I moved closer to Billy so that his hand was almost trapped against my breast, but it also brought.