You’re good looking, afantastic lover, you’re caring and considerate withoutbeing a scaredy cat, kind, sweet, intelligent… Whatmore ...could a girl ask for?!”“mmmmm… you make me feel like the luckiest guy onearth!!”They cuddled on the big soft bed each one wrapped in aforbidden love that absolutely no one could know about.It didn’t matter to either of them just so long as theycould be alone right then in the big secluded cottage.Still… no. ” I agreed. What else could I do? Perhaps she would enlighten me further – after all I was always complaining to myself and to others that I didn’t know enough. She rang off.Friday passed without a reply from Sally, or any further developments from her solicitor. On Saturday, Lizzy phoned. She was not happy.“Dad, how could you? Those letters you wrote were awful. I’m not surprised Mum didn’t answer them.”“Lizzy,” my reply was testy, “I refuse to be lectured by my daughter over the phone on how. "John had not had to wait for an erection... the very thought of fucking Ursula was enough to stiffen his lustful prick.He sat there with the enormous cock ready to take the weight of the girl as it violated her innocent flesh. Carol helped Ursula into a sitting position on her father and guided the prick to the girl's cunt. She parted the girlish cunt-lips and pressed the head of John's prick into the vagina.Ursula was thrilled to feel Carol's hand on her vagina and began to move with pleasure. Mein – mousi kya huaMeera – hm dono ke bich jo nhi hona tha wo ho gyaMene use apni taraf kra or use gle lga liya usne mujhe dhakka dete hue kahaMeera – ye tu kya kr rha haiMein – mousi aap mujhe bahut achhi lagati hoMeera – ye sab galat hai,(pyaar se kahne lagi) Mein – kuch galat nhi hai ,mein tumse bahut pyaar karta hu. Or fir use kiss karne lga or wo bhi mera saath dene lgi ,fir mene uske kapde utare or or usne mere kapde utare ,uska 8 saal ka ladka so gya tha,jiske wajah se hum log ko koi.