Unhne kaha nahi par wo itani gahari neend me soyega ki raat ko yadi uska opration bhi kiya to wo uthega nahi ye sunkar me dil hi dil me bahut khush ho...ne laga or mene unke doodh me do & 1 chotise aaddhi kerke neend ki goliya dal di. Wo doodh pi kar lagbhag 10:30pm ko sone gayi or me bhi dusare bedroom me chala gaya or meunke gahare neend me sone ka intazar karne laga. Kyu ki unh ne neend ki goli khayi thi is liye doli ke wajaha se wo door bina lock kiye sone gayi taki yadi raat ko dolly rone. Deftly my hands pass over the tops of your thighs and hook under your panties. I raise my head to look at you quickly as i pull them down and off with one stroke. That done i look back down at you, hot, wet and semi naked on the table in front of me. My kissing mouth returns to the base or your outer lips, i pass my tongue up them ever so slowly and gently, tasting you properly for the first time. My tongue gets to the top of you pussy, turns and then slowly finishes the return downstroke. . .two,to start, into my pussy. Do you like that word Peter? Pussy." I said I liked that word and the other one very much. She asked what other word I knew. "Mrs. Wilson likes for me to call hers a Cunt. She says it's really a kind of very dirty word that most women don't like. So I will call yours a pussy if that's what you want." Mrs. Martin seemed to think it over and said, "No, Charles calls it a pussy. For you and me though, I want you to use the word 'Cunt'. It is a VERY dirty. ‘Oh, I see. I’m about a fourteen hour drive from there, or less than two hours by plane.’ ‘She isn’t in the States any longer though. She and my twelve year old son have returned to her home land,’ he says. ‘Oh okay, and where are you from?’ I ask nosily. ‘How do you know that I’m not from London?’ he teases, as he glances from mirror to traffic. ‘I don’t,’ I retort, and feel a smile hiding in the corners of my mouth. Is he flirting with me? It sure feels like it, but I won’t assume. Before I.