Finally she knelt in front of a rose bush blooming pink, her knees sank into the dirt along with the tips of her toes. Her back was flat and tall and ...her face was pressed against a bloom. She looked the the window and held my eyes and she plucked a wilting petal and placed it on top of her tongue. She broke our shared stare when she closed her eyes to take in the texture and the fragrance of the blossom. I stood up and walked to the back door, following my prick. I found it locked from the. ..ok''she was rubing her hands on my pantied cock''i love it''''your cute''isa was backthe lady had stop teasing me and i was hard and dripping''oh you like her?''''you are dripping''''want my sexy bf to lock you?''''you sure young lady?''''oh yes im positive he want to lick you''''you do baby?''''yess''she had me downand told her i love to be face hump''ho this is cute''she drop on my face after removing her panty, in her long skirt covering my hole face , like in a tent a pussy sit down on. All the messages were asking the same things. Where was I? What was I doing? Was I okay?I stared at the phone for a moment, then pulled my arm back and hurled the damn thing into the sea. I didn’t see it land. I didn’t hear the splash. But it was gone, and that was what mattered. Maybe now, I’d be left alone.I screamed at the night once more and fell to my knees. Why wouldn’t she leave me alone?I don’t know how long I knelt there on the grass listening to her rabbit on in my head, telling me. Ab main bhabhi se khoob baat cheet karta tha jab woh terrace pe aati thi mera room wahi tha ghanto hum shaam mein baat kartey aur shyamji aur unke patni mujhe bachcha hi samjhte the toh unhe koi problem nahi thi ek din bhabhi mere rum mein aayi unhone daal baati banayi thi woh dene mujhse boli ye khalo aur main khane laga toh woh mere kamre mein idhar udhar dekhne lagi boli ye kamre ki haalat kar rakhi hai chalo tum khake kahi jao ghumne main saaf kar deti maine kaha chalo kardo main kha ke.