I removed her saree, and her blouse and held her two beauties in my hands. Oh, the ways I played with them and the moaning responses I got made my mem...ber as hard as a rock.She then removed my towel and put her mouth wide around my dick. I remembered just 24 hours ago, her daughter’s mouth was there. I tore her panties, held her hair and made her suck my dick so hard. She loved it and went again. But this time we did it in the 69 position with my tongue playing with her clit, pushing her pussy. I entered my password and waited for the usual robotic voice telling me the IRS was coming for me if I didn’t give them my banking information.“Hello? Hello, Tom?”I sat up. That was Eudora, Demie’s mother.“Damnit, I heard your voice. Why aren’t you answering me? Tom! This infernal gadget ... Look, I’m at 4356 Kent Avenue, apartment 304. Please come as soon as possible, and bring Demie. I’m ... not going anywhere ... also, please don’t call this number back.”Luckily, Demie was home, watching TV.. My eyes jumped to his wings instantly, fear seeped into my eyes. “Oh lord… no…” I whispered to myself. This had not been what I wanted, I didn’t wish for an angel to come to my aid. I stilled at his hand as he lifted it as if to quiet me instantly. I stood there, staring at him, my body shaking as if I were being announced completely damned for life. It was as if he could read my mind, But his voice, I had not expected it to be as soft and angelic like. “Be still little one, You are not as. Her rounded curves were misleading. She was a tightly muscled lithe specimen of female dynamic prowess.I watched Ingrid’s growing agitation with Leah. Leah had made several imperceptible to me, errors during a ballet stretching routine. Leah caught my eye, aware of my appreciative scrutiny. She was unable to fully relax her extended leg to complete a leg split on a mirrored wall rail. The leotard stretched on her breasts and ass in a way making it impossible for me not to grin. Ingrid squatted.