Cenu: Hi Monica.Saying this I hugged Ayesha. Ayesha hamesha hi chup chup se rahti thi, aur jab tak mood naa ho, koi baat hi nahi karti thi, usme Punja...iyo wali koi baat hi nahi thi.Par main thehera core se Punjabi. Loud, foodaholic, ek daam ghabru jawaan. And she was none of it. So whenever we used to hang out I used to call her names and teased her for being the odd one out.This is how we bonded.From station I brought her home. As mom and dad used to come by 9 in the night, we spent our time. Her father’s arms pushed the sleeping bag off him. He wore a grateful dead t-shirt that he slept in. She backed away allowing it to flap open, revealing his cock that she had freed from its confines earlier. It was erect, fully. Its thick head seeping with hot, clear liquid. The veins were bulging from the sides like the topography around her. The ball sack had shrunk and tightened around the two round testicles that they contained. “Daddy!” Her voice was that of surprise: she had only caught. .. We go upstairs and lay on the bed start kissing and rubing each other striping each others down looking at that wonderful body having it next to me the feeling was out of this world I started kissing, licking. nibbeling, feeling, fingering her from head to toes I was in awl of her, then she took hold of my cock the things she did with her mouth was unreal and I had to stop her cause I wanted it to last as long as I could. I layed her back kissed my way down to her cunt and did all I. Just like her, start somethingand leave a bunch of tension in the air. She proceeds as if nothing hastranspired.Seeing Shela now engaged in a lively conversation with my mother, Irelax, knowing my wife can hold her own. Facing down some of society'smost depraved individuals for a living, indeed, my mother is no threat. Imay have misjudged my family and now feel a little guilt for keepingShela away from them. It is nice to be amongst loved ones.My father is outside barbequing something other.