She started to make sound.Suddenly the bell rang, we quickly adjusted our dress. She went to open the door. It was her son back from college. He asked... me why I am here. I said why I am here and we started chatting, as we were good friends he does not have any doubts. After some time I went back to my apartment.Next day aroun11 she came to our apartment. My mom was bathing. I was watching TV, the very next moment I kissed her passionately like lovers.She stopped for the moment and asked me to. I slowly release your hands and turn you over. I am so in love with your ass! It’s perfectly smooth, and even though it’s not as tight as you’d like it, I love how that little extra gives it the supple squeezable quality that I adore. You know how it pleases me to rub it, and touch it, I think that’s why you leave it alone. When I say it’s ‘My Ass’ I think we both agree that it is. I reach for the cocoa butter and scoop a large dollop into my palm. I rub it until it’s actually dripping onto. Swinging aboard, I road down the hill and up the other side as the rest of the wives came out and dealt with the bodies. I sat there on the top of the hill looking around for any attack that would come towards us and nothing appeared for over an hour.While I was waiting, the girls mutilated the bodies like I had told them. Their hands were hacked off as well as their feet. Their eyes gouged out and their nose cut off. Then they cut their genitals off and stuffed them in their mouths. After they. I s'pose I must like it. I've been to plenty of other countries too, and a lot of them are pretty neat too. But I keep coming back here. I don't really know why, but I s'pose the friends I've made here must be one good reason. Friends like Binta and Ferhana. And friends are real important, y'know. Don't you think?" Yes, very important," agreed Ana.There was a knock at the door. Ana jumped back with alarm, her face whitening as she contemplated the fact that it must mean that Binta had arrived..