Vo boli ye to bhut bada hai. Meri moti gaand me bhi aa jaega.To tamana boli to chalo aaj teeno milke maje karte hai.Me to jaise sapna dek rha thaa.Ile...ana be apni nighty utari or turant mera loda mu me le lia.Itne me mene uski bra ke hook khole or uske boobs ko aajaad kr dia.or vo or bhi vade dikhne lage.Uske dark brown nipples the bhut mote. Me uske boovs ko jor se dabane laaga.To usne mera loda or jor se choosa. fir mene uski panty khol di. uske moti gaand me dekta hi rh gya. fir hm 69 postion. . different but nice” she said and for some reason stopped trying to pull her dress down and seemed to relax.“So what’s your plans today sir?” she asked handing me the glass for a refill and I filled her glass up telling her I was just tidying up and maybe cut the grass, now that she was relaxed more I complemented her on how nice she looked in her dress which I probably shouldn’t have done as I was conscious of movement down below inside my shorts, “My daddy got it for me as a birthday. "Now, shoo and go home you silly little girl. I need you freshfor tomorrow."Vanessa turned to the mirror on the wall and retouched her make up as Ileft her office, but I don't think she meant me to see her smile andwink at the mirror as I closed the door.I don't know how I managed to get home that night. My mind was reelingfrom the sensory overload I had gone through that evening. I stumbledback to my tiny flat and I collapsed on the bed. I felt tears of shameprick my eyes as I remembered how. “Jessie and Cheryl. I saved Cheryl for last on purpose, but Jessie was just chance.”She nodded and took us to Jessie’s house. It turned out they were getting ready to go out to do some of their own visiting. Jessie ran back inside and got the gift that she’d gotten me. We traded and she told me she hoped I liked it and hugged me and Gina both before getting in the car and waving to us.“Is it just me or does she look a little guilty about something?” I asked Gina.“It’s not just you,” she.