Still unhappily ... but there was a glimmer of hope in both their faces. A pathetically eager, desperate hope.“Good.” He glanced over at the stair...s again. “Now get the fuck out of here.”Mrs. Grant nodded. Hanging her head in dejection, she made her way over to the stairs ... then came back to the bed to grab her daughter by the wrist, as Kimmy was still silently standing there, staring pleadingly at Jack.“He told us to leave, you dumb bitch,” Mrs. Grant hissed at Kimmy, making her daughter yelp. Reaching a hand round behind his waist you pull him on to you and into your mouth, tasting your own cum on his skin. You work that cock bobbing your head up and down as the first masked stranger grabs your breasts from behind, under your shirt and plays with them. You return the favour by grabbing his cock with one hand and stroking it whilst you suck the other's. You try and throat it but can't take it down, so you pull the guy down and tell him to get on his back before removing what remains. Kara said, “Oh before I forget, I rescued your cane. I have it in my car. When I take you back to your car, you can pick it up.”“What do you mean, you take me? I don’t want to impose.”“It’s not an imposition; it is the least I can do seeing as I assaulted you with a door. Think about it, I wasn’t even mad at you.” Kara and Ka-Ka both laughed.I was discharged with a prescription for painkillers and a giant headache. I asked Kara to take me to the pharmacy and to my apartment, as I was not. Me: nothing.. wrong.. its .. divine thing to do..R: Ok Bava..she stopped me.. and turned towards me and sucking my chest.. I am on my short and the dick is big trying to come out..sucking my chest and moved her hand towards my dick and inserted into my short.. held the dick.. and pressing it…I took her in my hands and moved to my bedroom…I sat on the bed.. removed her saree and low skirt.. wow.. what a around ass.. with little belly fat..I guided her to do a blow job.. she sat on the floor and.