I kissed her lips, and with my mouth hovering near hers I teased, "Want to make Mama's wicked girl feel good?"She whispered a soft but excited, "Yes."...I lifted my face and looked into her eyes. They were like hazel turned liquid. I smiled at her. I brushed hair away from her forehead. I teased gently, "Are you a wicked little girl?"Her eyes smoldered. "Yes!" Does our wicked little girl want her wicked boy to make her feel nasty?"Her eyes closed. She had the look of a deep, dizzying swoon on her. He said no. I asked him which type of women he likes. He told me that he liked homely women and they should wear saree only. He added that saree is the beautiful dress for women. I understood my mistake and started to wear sarees before him.Next day I asked how am I in the saree. He flushed. I said him nothing wrong tell ur comment. He said that I was really beautiful. Slowly we get closer. After 5 days I made my next move. On that afternoon both of us watched TV. I put the English film. He turned to the staircase and quickly made his way to Sophia's bedroom deciding to take advantage of her absence to see if she was hiding any hints of her current attitudes. He wanted to discover what she might be planning for the future now that young Jeffrey Carstairs was crossed off her list. He was surprised at the abundance of French undies that seemed to be strewn about in no particular order and he wondered what sort of game his daughter and the pretty main Polly were up to behind the. Still on my knees waiting for another cock to poke through the hole nothing then I heard 2 guys talking outside the open door. I stood up then the cum flowed from inside me running down over top of my stockings, reaching for my panties 2 guys about 30 or so walked in the booth. If you ever have been in a booth there is not a lot of room. One guy pushed my head down his cock already out as the other was. i kissed it and took the head in my mouth. the other sat on the bench as i did. He pulled.