Hum log saath mai kuch kapde bhi nahi laaye the aur hame agla din same kapdo me jujarna tha. Hum ek hotel mai thahar gaye. Mai room mai challigayee au...r papa ne kaha wo khana kha kar aayenge kyuki mai poori tarah thak gayee thi aur room mai aakar apna top nikal kar so gayee kyuki wohi agle din bhi chalana tha. isi darmyan maiSoch rahi thi ki papa mujhe top ke bina dekhenge to kya hoga shayad daant de lekin meri to achanak choot gili ho gaye sirf papa kkhyal aate hi aur mai koshish kar rahi thi. ” “You told me I could pick it up from you today – you’ve got to stop doing this to me. When will I be able to pick it up from you?” “When I get paid later.” “Look, I can’t come back here later to pick it up, I’ve got plans. I’m not gonna be able to see you again until at least Sunday…” “So?” “So, are you still gonna have it on Sunday, or are you going to spend it on me again?” “I dunno,” he shrugged. “Wrong answer. That’s when you’re supposed to say ‘Don’t worry, I’ll have it for you,’ not ‘I. Dmitry Vasilyevich sat in the parlour. I entered as though I appeared there accidentally. At sight of me the old man blushed."Are you waiting for dad?", I asked him smiling, and sat down beside him so close that my blond curls touching his shoulder and the cloud of French perfume fragrance engulfed him. The sexy thighs of my beautiful legs in black nylon were close to him too. I smiled charmingly again and looked into his eyes with my large blue eyes. Under his trousers between the legs quickly. The lace covered my pussy and the string went nicely between my ass cheeks.The hold-up stockings came next. I rolled them up and put them on, slowly enjoying the magical feeling of nylon against my smooth skin. I pulled them up as far as I could, playfully letting the elastic snap against my thighs. Oh, my god, this feels so good, I thought.I went downstairs again. Gabrielle heard me come down and admired me, “Wow, you’re looking hot, dear; now follow me to my room for your makeup.”I followed.