He walked up right behind her, staring into the little crotch and imagined he saw some loose pussy hair peeking out."What'cha doin'?" he asked."What's...it look like I'm doin'?" she called over her shoulder."Why don't you leave stuff like that to us. You girls should just worry about cooking and cleaning and keeping yourself pretty."She rose up and turned to stare at him balefully. She didn't say anything, then turned back to the engine.Mark grinned down at her. "No husband is gonna care about. Muje nind aane lagi to main so gya tab mera sir chachine apne kandho par rakha or unka kam jagah hone ke karan mera haat unke pet ko touch kar rahata tha or road kharab hone ke karan kabhi kabhi unke brest ko touch ho rahata tha to main mera haat vaha se hataya to chachi boli rahne do thik se aaram se baitho or hum ghar pohcne tak hum vaise hi bahate thi kahi baar mera haat unko breast ko touch kar raha tha or 3-4 baar maine jaan booj ke touch karke unke breast dabane ki koshi ki to chachi kuch. "Keep your eyes closed. Don't look at me baby, just listen to my voice." I nod my head to show that I have understood. I want to see you so bad though. I wonder whether your cock is already hard, pointing straight up. I wonder if you'll let me lick it. Please let me lick it. "I want you to turn over babe," you instruct. "Go on your hands and knees. Don't peek. I have a surprise for you." I do as you say, my whole body tingling in anticipation for what you've got in store for me. When I'm on my. I love to be used. There are no words to describe it. Very, very soon you fill my mouth with your salty cum and you make me swallow every single drop of it, holding my chin up with your hand. When you are finished with me, you step away and you kick the pile of your jeans and boxers away on the floor."Baby, can I have something to drink?" are the first words spoken, the first words I say.You look at me with your known, yet unfamiliar and distant smile.You simply say "No." and turn your head.