What more could a girl want? I chuckle wryly.Lost in memories, I don't here the rumble of a truck pulling up out the front of the house or the jingle ...f keys in the lock to the front door. Suddenly large, strong hands are lifting me up from the sofa, embracing me. Arms wrapped tightly round me, never wanting to let go. Soft, hot breaths puffing into the curve of my neck, while lips whispered, "I love you, sweetheart." Music to my ears.I look up into the eyes of my treasured cowboy, my best. ? The tubes that had run into her nostrils hadall but left, yet somehow she was able to breathe in the encased rubber withlittle difficulty. The only thing that hadn?t left her was the strange dildothat had locked itself onto her face and apparently, due to the coating of thefluid, was now more a part of her face than ever, both inside and out. The sensation of being ?coated? with rubbery material wasstrange enough, but when she realized she?d been flooded with the stuff, herbreasts and ass. She lifted her ass up and shoved one of her bed pillows under her to give her hips a little more elevation.Legs spread wide now, she spread her cunt with one hand and stroked her soaking slit with the other, teasing around her soft hole first with one finger then a second, spreading her hot juices up her slit and slowly wetting her clit.Teasingly, she gently dipped her fingertips into her hot cunt hole. She let out a soft moan as her cunt tightened gently gripping her fingertips.Then she tasted. Surender then smiled and went out.Avantika was surprised by her father-in-law’s behavior. Today was the first time he had called her by her name, and he smiled seeing her. Avantika felt flattered that she made that grumpy man smile.Avantika went out of her room. She was still in her nighty. She saw her father-in-law sitting in the dining with oil in a bowl. Surender stood up as she saw his daughter-in-law and started walking towards the washroom.Avantika followed him slowly. She had no idea.
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