Seema papa kelund ko choos rahi thi us ke papa ke munh su siskari nikal rahi thi.or wo kah rhe the “choos meri jaan or andar tak,oooooooooooohhhhhhh...hhhhhhhhh,aaahhhhhhh.wah meri rani wah” seema ke boor me bhi ab khujli hone lagi thi wc boli “papa ab mere munh me nahi jharna ab meri boor ki payas bujhaoo”papa apni beti ki jo kuwari choot ko chodne ke liye pahle se hi tyyar the turant uth kar bhath gaye or seema ko leta diyaor us ki tangoon ke bich me jagah bana kar baith gaye. Ab un ka lund. As they exited the elevator and headed for the outdoor restaurant, a number of envious eyes watched them pass. Tess was certain she saw the tall hostess run her tongue over her upper lip as she turned to direct them to their table. ‘I hope this will be fine?’ She said. Tess nodded as the hostess pulled a chair out for Sam. Tess set down across from her. ‘I’m Claire. Please let me know if you need anything.’ As she walked back to her podium near the door, Tess watched the girl with long tan legs. "What are you reading?" Stephen asked of her. "The in flight Magazine." she said not looking up."Oh it's a good issue, there's a facinating article about Lobsters in there." "Oh okay...I'll look out for it." she said."You can't miss it, it's right across from an ad for Sunblock." A grin flashed across her face at the word Sunblock. "Yep, Sunblock. I warned you, you know." "Excuse me?" Erin said. "Yeah, I said 'Erin are you sure you don't want any of my Sunblock.' 'I don't need sunblock stevie,'. Her glorious red hair reaching almost to her shoulders, the profile of her pert, little nose as she kept her eyes on the road, the swell of her breasts stretching the fabric of her blouse, all combined to remind me what I had been missing for the week I had been gone.When we got onto the expressway traffic was heavy, but moving smoothly. I slid over closer to her and put my hand on her right knee. Traffic was too heavy to use cruise control so she had to keep her right foot on the gas pedal. I.