My kid was pressing Deepti’s stomach. I would have paid a lakh to exchange places with her.Deepti was not worried about my kid pressing her tummy as... she was a small kid. After showing some 6 places finally Deepti realized that she had to say yes. And when my kid touched her below her belly button (or so I could imagine), she screamed startling my poor kid saying that she was feeling immense pain there.I laughed along with Deepti seeing my kids startled expression. Deepti again went back to. I didn’t want to die and now I cried in earnest as I felt and heard his wonderful beautiful cock wetly sliding in and out of my dripping wet cunt. I concentrated on the sound of my pussy and his cock as it pierced the tender flesh of my burning hot creamy cunt. I begged him to fuck me slowly and to not cum yet I was imploring him to please fuck me longer to please keep fucking me I begged him not to spill his seed In me yet. Elizabeth held my hand as he started blowing his breath out of his. Tess sprang into action. Not willing to use up valuable time to pack carefully, Tess filled a large black trash bag with a few essentials and a selection of clothing and shoes. Dressing in a navy blue track suit and matching tennis shoes, she pulled her long dark hair back into a pony tail and secured it with an elastic band. Yanking her bottom dresser drawer open, Tess felt underneath for the envelope and ripped it free. The thin wad of bills inside felt reassuring. Then, grabbing her purse. .. well I was gonna say something but I’ve sort of forgot now.” “Ha ha! Mong!” She quipped. It always seemed harsh when she called me that but I’d come to know it as a term of endearment from her. “Ha ha!” I chuckled back uncomfortably. ‘Nevermind. It was stupid anyway’ I thought. Nothing was going to happen. Forget it. The car turned onto her street. My hands visibly trembled and I repeatedly shuffled about as the driver slowed to a halt in the middle of the cul-de-sac and we stared at each.