インディアン khushi と raj （hd)

Boring! I was nodding off not thinking of anything when Amy came in and flopped down next to me on the couch. “Dad I’m going over to Janis’s house. I have to talk to her.” “Weren’t you just texting her?” “Yes. But this is important.” “Well come home for lunch. I’m making a salad.” Are you going out in that skirt? Isn’t it a bit short? Go and put those new shorts on, the ones you bought recently, the blue ones, they’re nice.” “Dad, I have to get over there before they both go out to the mall. This is really important and can’t wait.” I learned later that she had told Janis what she had seen and heard me doing in the study earlier and Janis wanted it all in detail and with colour photos if possible. Fortunately there were no coloured photos of the event. “OK go, and by the way they said on the news that there would be a storm so watch out for that.” I could feel the humidity in the air and knew a storm was brewing. She kissed me on the lips and held the kiss for a bit longer than she usually did and squeezed my bicep firmly. “Love you Dad”. She laughed and said, indicating my bicep, “Your workout sessions are doing you good. Bye, see you at lunch.” Chapter 2 Well, as nothing was on the box and everyone was asleep or had gone out, I thought I’d go and lie down and continue my interrupted nap, and to indian hell with the project, that could wait until Monday. It was only a two bedroom house now that I’d converted the third bedroom into a study, but it was all we needed. I often went to take a nap in my daughter’s room during the day if she was out so as to not interrupt my wife’s sleep. It was always quiet at the back of the house where her room was and she had our old Queen size bed, something that I always felt was more comfy that our new one. The day had got hotter and even more humid, so rather than sweat in my shorts and shirt I stripped down to my boxers and lay down on top of the sheet. After the wank and the boring TV I was soon asleep. Only a short time later the rain started to hit the roof with a steady pattering the sound sending me deeper into dreamland. The sound of a door opening woke me up and I opened my eyes to see my daughter standing in her walk-in closet dripping wet. The storm had gotten worse and was pounding on the roof. She had started to pull off her soaked shirt and skirt. Bending forward she started drying her hair with a towel and pulling it over her creamy shoulders and back which pushed her lovely little B cup breasts out. I was relishing this sight too much, so to prolong it I partly closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. Now nearly dry she slipped out of her bra and thong and dried those bits that I had been fantasising about in all my wank sessions. She had the most perfect pussy I think, that I had ever seen and no hair just smooth and pink. Her cute titties were just what I had fantasised about with their pale pink nipples. She knew I was laid out on the bed because she kept glancing in my direction to check if I was awake. She turned away from me to pick up some PJ’s and bent over giving me a nice little look at her shaved snatch. I must have made a noise because she straightened and turned and stood still for a second looking in my direction. She would give him such pleasure. Then he pulls his hands. Her grandfather had owned a major import export company and when he died he left Susan enough money to last a lifetime. They burned. Lily chuckled. “You wish, bucko. Why isn't it for children?" She said she had been hesitant in indian showing up and almost didn't bring her bag up..I slipped my hand under her blouse and found those perky breasts and nipples and guess what? Suck your son’s dick. I arrived at 2:00 pm and was welcomed by Olivia. Rachel went behind Jake and pressed on his pelvis while he fucked her best friend. “No, not at all.