We moved to more comfortable chairs on the deck and continued our conversation. The wine was very good and the discussion lively. I spotted a guitar b...y the wall and checked to see if it was in tune. After turning a few of the tuning keys, I began to strum a few of the old country songs that I knew.Her face turned to one of pure delight. She responded by saying, "How fun!" Encouraged, I began to play an old Irish ballad. I taught her the chorus and she would join in with me when I reached that. Unme se ek dost kahata Yaar me to roz raat ko Sonali Aunty ke Baare me Soch Kar Muth Marta hu Yaar.jab bhi me vickey ke Ghar raat ko jata hu to uski maa nighty me bahhut hi Sexy dikhti hai yaar,mera to man karta hai ki use wahi par pakad lu Aur Use Chod du. Ek Dost Ne kaha ki mere ko to lagata hai ki sach me use sex ki jarurat hai kyuki vickey ke papa to ghar me rahate hi nahi hai, tabhi to wo ladko ko Attract karane ke liye aise kapde pahanati hai. Mera man jor jor se datakne laga mere ko kuch. Make love with Brent." She said, her voice hesitant but firm. "I want you to tell me its ok." Dahlin, I cain't tell you that." Charlotte replied, giving Helen a quick and gentle hug. "If you want to, do it."Charlotte bore a soft smile, as if she had been expecting this. I glanced at Kaila, and noted that she wore an identical expression.I wanted to speak up, to console, but this was a special moment. Helen needed Charlotte. Needed to know she wasn't going to lose her, I think. Perhaps I could. Reaching down I lifted off her vest. She was bra-less, and her pert little tits were topped by hard pink nipples. A few minutes wonderful sucking was all I could take, and I held Sophie's head, warning her I was cumming. She kept going, which I took as a sign she was ready for me. I fired a heavy load into her gorgeous mouth, groaning loudly. Sophie took it all, swallowing every drop. When we were down she smiled up at me"My turn now". I pulled my shirt off and led Sophie to the bed. .