They estimate he was doing somewhere in the area of thirty-five miles an hour when his Camry hit our new Camero as we turned onto Twenty-Seventh Avenu.... I never saw it coming but Heather did. Her scream and me desperately reaching for her was the last thing I remember before blacking out. Luckily for us it was somewhat of a glancing blow and we were wearing our seatbelts. He wasn’t wearing one and hit the center of the windshield full force. Later I found out the paramedics had pronounced him. I messaged her to get ready for a holiday in London with me and she couldn’t believe since it was like a dream come true. But we decided not to show our excitement to anyone.I reached at Delhi airport 1 hour earlier and was waiting to see her enter the gate, it was the moment when she came in blue jeans, white spaghetti top, and a leather jacket. She was looking like a goddess. Since we are all alone now, she hugged me as she came in and saw me and we started moving to the security and other. She watched the waitress getting her pussy licked on the screen as I oiled her big tanned butt crack stroked my fat cock with my oily hand. I pushed my swollen dick at her lubed asshole and it slid in easily all the way up to the hilt."Fuck! Fuck that feels great" her hand between our legs fondled my balls and then rubbed her pussy. A few thrusts in her tight butthole and I came quickly. I continued pumping her asshole with my semi hard dick. On the screen a big orange dildo penetrated a young. I recalled that she was not quite as experienced as i was, and opted for the latter because of possible shock value. Opening the bathrobe and starting to stroke myself took a mere fraction of a second, and she did seem a bit shocked at first, but then looked at my cook with hunger in her eyes. She started to caress her breasts and hips with her hands and i knew she was winning this ‘battle.’ I could probably not help myself from coming if she kept it up for much longer. One long hard look at.