I know my mouth dropped open and my jaw must have hit the floor.Grandma was in her room getting off! I could hear her moans as plain as day! I could a...lso hear her calling out my name! I was excited! Embarrassed! Shocked! Stunned! Ashamed! And so many other emotions that I won't bore you with the words. I didn't knock on her door. Instead I slinked down the hall trying not to make a sound. I eased the door to my room closed and sat on the bed.I was ashamed at what I had done. At what I had felt!. They had the same dreams and aspirations. They had the same fears and trepidations. These people except for skins color and/or religious convictions were basically the same as him. Bobbie’s mother on the other hand took another road to tolerance. She viewed the incident that Christmas Eve as nothing short of a miracle. She found that she didn’t care if the people who saved her Bobbie were white, black or green. She didn’t care if they were Muslim or worshiped the moon in the dead of night.. . just look at you?” Liz asked.I shrugged. I had been looking at her as closely as I could since I ran into her on Tuesday. I thought it was only fair.“First, let me take care of that dripping problem,” she said. She ran her tongue over the purple head of my dick to remove the clear liquid that had formed. She smiled and licked her lips when she pulled back. “Oh, look, it came back. I might have my work cut out for me tonight. We definitely don’t want that staining the carpet!”I expected her to. Then she asked me, how long will u read, teach her rhyme so that u will feel refreshed. i said ok.I sat to laxmi right and to my right nithi. we sat close such that some 2 to 3 inch gap. while moving or turning my shoulder touches her shoulder, some fire burns in me, since its casual she dint feel odd. Since nithi is naughty she played with me by pulling the book, when i pulled the book forcely my elbow touched her hip, oh it was so silky, she asked nithy not to play and to read. nithi is good.