. Par jab se tere aur doctor ki bataien suni hain, main so nahin paar rahi..Kashish : (embarassed).. Kyon papa aisa kya haiPapa : Mere beta kitna kush...nasib hai jo use tere jaise ladki mili hai.. Humain dekh.. 5-6 saal ho gaye.. Jindgi sukhi hai.. Koi spice hi nahin hai..Koi dost nahi koi nahi jisse main apne dil ki baat kar sakoon..Kashish : papa.. Aise koi baat nahin.. Aap mujhe batao.. Mujhe apna dost bana sakte hoo.. Kyon sasur-bahu ka pyar to waise hi jyada hota hai.. Bataiye na kya problem. She sat up carefully to look down on the nobleman, whose head was tilted back, his mouth partially open. The lines of pain that had been present on his face – emotional pain, not physical; she’d checked with Wynne and Anders both – since they’d first met were gone, faint wrinkles around his eyes the only sign they’d ever existed. She allowed herself to stare at him until she’d had her fill, memorising his thick, dark hair, his full lips, his light stubble – so different from the unkempt,. He had just soldone of my rental properties just a couple of weeks ago, so I figured Iwould loop back around and say Hi. Well, about 30 minutes later or so(remember the stupid neighborhood roads?..) I pulled up behind his BMW,parked and headed to the house.As I headed up the walkway, a nice couple passed on the way out talkingabout the house and that they were glad they made it to the open housebefore it closed. I headed on in, stopping by the table inside the frontdoor to grab a couple of the. He kept his hands firmly on her slim waist as she hung on for dear life, spacing his feet ideally for a power stance as he began to pound her. Slowly increasing the speed of his thrusts, her incredible tits began swinging and jiggling with his every movement.As her moans increased to full on screams of ecstasy, he moved forward carefully to pin her back against the wall, his cock jackhammering her for everything he was worth. She ran her fingers through his blonde hair, now tussled from their.