Unlike mybike." "Long recovery?" "It was a bad sprain. I was out of school for a week, and it took a coupleof weeks longer before I could walk without... pain." "I bet Angel could get rid of the scar for you." Lena suggested. "Save youmore trips to the counselors." "Counselors?" "Since it is there, it looks like the aftermath of a suicide attempt. I'vehad three different well meaning people report me through channels. Eachtime, I had to trot out the accident report. Pain in the ass. Do youreally. Security and dignity of the girl is important so heroin ka name kalpa (name changed) agar story pasand aye to feedback () pe den and koi bhi ladki ya married girl secret relation chahti mujhe contact kare. Sab ladke apna lund pakad len and ladkiyan apni ungli teyar rakhenZada bore na karte hue sidha story pe ata hun mai chandigarh me ek mnc me kam karta hun and meri job me zada travel karna padta hai so mera ek bag hamesha pack rehta hai kahin na kahin jane ke liye so ek din meri company ne. I pulled my two-wheeler out of the gate, few yards outside my house, started it, and started my journey. It took me 10 minutes to reach the lane behind her house. I was nervous as hell.I moved across the empty plot, apprehensive if I was being watched by anyone or what if someone sees and reports me. Anyways, I successfully jumped onto her house and was standing right in front of her back door. She opened the door, and my heart skipped a beat.She was wearing a black saree without a blouse but. Milfy began moving her body, slowy up and down, making sure she felt the whole of her Daddy’s cock deep inside her. Her pussy was getting wetter and wetter, the muscles getting tighter and tighter, not wanting to let go of the huge cock which was buried deep inside. She stayed in that position, enjoying the feeling of fullness. She then started to slowly grind and rotate, his cock touching the entrance to her cervix, her satisfied moaning putting a smile on her Daddy’s face.Gradually Milfy.