Kareen adha rasta aane ke baad mine gadi ek jagha rok di cigarette pine ke liye, use pata tha mai cigarette peeta hu to usne kuch nahi bola. Cigarette... pine ke baad mine jab phir se byke chalane laga aur apna haat piche le gaya aur uske jangho ke bich rakha to mujhe pata chala ki uske jeans ki jeep kuli huye hai to mujhe bhi pata laga ki use bhi maja aa raha hai apne choot ghisane meTo maine apna haath uske jeans ke andar ghusa diya aur aur uske panty ke upar se he uske choot ko masalne laga,. On her way to her knees she grabbed a hold of his shorts and the knob of his dick with her mouth, his hand came across and his glorious stiff cock was waiting for her. She eagerly started to suck his dick, using her tongue to flick around his knob while his dick was still deep in her mouth, it seemed too soon that he pulled her hair to make her stand again. Placing his hands on her hips he turned her away from him, then he spread her legs with one of his own. pushing her head down and forward. He watched, as it cascaded down her back in an unruly mass of curls. ‘By God, one day I’ll wrap a handful of that silky hair around my cock,’ he thought. He told her that pulling her hair too tightly would further irritate her hysteria. Then, explaining what he was doing at each step, the good doctor pulled Victoria’s chemise off. Victoria, unaccustomed to being undressed by strangers, crossed her arms over her naked breasts. Her own husband had never seen her naked. She was conflicted. Part. Last night had been wonderful and very sexually fulfilling. But I was sad because the next time I saw this beautiful woman she would likely be dead. It was only six days after our romantic interlude that I heard that Marilyn had a seizure related to the brain tumor and was in a coma. She lived five more days after that before she died and I was called to make the four hour round to retrieve her lovely remains. As I made the trip; my thoughts wandered all the way from our dating days in high.