With his hardness pressing firmly against me, my mind merged with the art, interpreting his touch as an intimate penetration. He started spinning me a...nd time seemed to stand still while he directed my body in a totally intimate manner. His hands grazed my breasts, but my nipples had already responded to his touch. My pussy was wet, leaking juice and squeezing as if it were filled with his cock. I ground into him, shamelessly wanting him to take me. I never felt such intimacy, such love. Mene usey promise kar diya..Fir mene ussey pucha ki kal tum against thi is baat se or aaj maan kaise gai to usne kaha “Dekho baby, me thehri ek divorced women, ek na ek din tumhari shadi ho jaegi or tum apni biwi k sath itne busy ho jaogey ki muje time nahi dogey, or aisa to hai nahi ki tum mujse shadi karogey, to mene socha jab koi future hai hi nahi is affair ka to ye loyalty, or jealousy wali feeling ka kuch matlab hi nahi hai, or waise bhi me tumhe udas nahi dekh sakti yaar, ek life mili. ” I replied, “Yeah, looks sexy, I wish those were hard. ” She answered, “Well. make it hard.”I took it as a challenge, but I wanted to make it poke it here itself. But to no avail. We left the place and went into a pub nearby. I had reserved a place for her there. This time we both sat on the same side. It was a little dark as it was already night. Now is my chance to make her tits hard.The waiter came and asked for the order. We both ordered a cocktail and some starters. She told me, “You. We sat down in the sun, drinking some beer. God dad, you really have a hell of a big cock, Peter said admiring his fathers cock. Even non-erect it looked impressive. Thanks son. But believe me, you are better off than I. Youve got a nice size, but I always had trouble getting into pussies. Thats why I liked your mother so much, she could take me without the lube. I took a sip of my beer. Did you like the show, Robert? dad wanted to know. Yeah, it was very perverted, but hot as hell. I felt.