“It will also make it easier to push for Damien to take my job. And I honestly think that he should. He’s better suited to it than you. No offense...” Angelica agreed, fighting back tears from her fear of harm coming to her man in favor of her pride in his ambition.“I agree. Damien is a lot better suited to running a microbrewery than me. It’s been fun, but this is far more him than me. Personality. Ethos, if you will. Which is saying a lot, because I’m Irish. Incidentally, you implied that you. Frisky, aren't we?" She squeaked in surprise, covering up slightly with her bed sheets, "J-Jordan! It's not what it..." but she quickly dismissed that excuse, trying honesty instead. "I need you to fuck me, Jordan..."I wasn't one that needed to be told twice. I simply smiled seductively, pulled off my shirt, and unbuckled my belt. She then pounced on me like a jaguar, yanking off my pants, causing my 10" cock to spring free. "Oh my god, yes..." She muttered to herself, before taking one long. Slowly she sits up and beckons me closer. As I step towards her she stands and takes the robe, slowly pulling it off me. The robe falls to the floor around me as I take Delilah in my arms. Looking up at me into my eyes our lips inch closer. I can feel myself warming as we close our eyes and our lips meet. Our soft skin pressed against each other. My nipples getting hard, pressing into her chest, I reach around and unclasp her bra. Breaking our kiss just for a moment so I can remove her bra. Mama ne kaha beta yaha per maza aaraha haina koi taklif to nahi haiMaine kaha don’t worry mama mai boht khush hun yahan tabhi seema aur rima ne halky si muskan pas ki phir hum logon ne breakfast complete kiya aur ludo khelne room me chale gaye.Hum tino table pe baith kar ludo khel rahe theTabhi mami ne kele(banana) lakar diye hum log khelte khelte khane lage rima ne kela hath me lekar use uper niche karne lagi phir use nanga karke lolipop ki tarha chus chus kar kharahi thi aesa lagraha tha ke.