.Me: ji kaprhe bechun,Lady: harvyanvi to laage na tu punjabi hai..Me: hanji maalko..Lady:bedhiya barhiya barhiya….Fir thodi der humari koi baat nahi... hi , or may be vo so gayi, jaisa ke mujhe laga, fir dekha to usne mere hath pe hath rakha, pehle mujhe laga shayad galti se laga hai par fir dekha to dheyaan parha ki she is holding her mobile in it, fir main idhar udhar dekha, sab so rahe the to uska mobile liya or vo asaani se chorh diya usne, fir maine apna no. Train likh ke save kardiya uske. ." She traced her now-damp fingers across her lover's dark lips, coating them with her wetness. "...but how do I taste?"A powerful hand caught the girl's own slender appendage, holding it steady as the Green Man licked it clean, fully aware of his now painfully erect cock. "Delicious..." He answered. "...just like your mother." Ignoring her startled expression, the May King picked up the young witch unceremoniously and carried her to his throne before dumping her gently into his seat, spreading. Kat asked me if things had gone much further in London, and I confirmed that they had. Sophie remained unaware of what we were talking about, but Kat could see that I was feeling uncomfortable about last night.So Kat and Sophie stayed on a while too, and we did a little clothes shopping, where I consistently took Sophie’s side against her mother in agreeing with her choice of new clothes. It was all good-natured, and just what I needed. I loved Kat for being there for me.We parted shortly. Before we left, Mike Clotitier assisted me in pulling the mast of the K5. I planned on putting her in the boathouse. Until I opened the side door and the boathouse was full of boat, er, boats."Daddy? I hollered, "What the FUCK?" You are not too big to spank, young man!"I know martial arts ... all kinds ... weird shit. Brazilian, Moro, Krav, all kinds, but, those damn buts, he's my dad."Yes Sir, sorry sir." What?" What is my word," I insisted, "And don't you be stealing it." I pointed at the.