Miss. Bradley wandered off to go grab something leaving him alone with his thoughts, trying to puzzle out the secrets of that wall he ran into and why... it didn’t block his command at the end. Was it the intense emotion of the command or the fight? Was it the willingness to listen? How close the subject was to him? Too many possibilities and no answers at the moment. He finally leaned back in the couch with a defeated heavy sigh. There were still too many things he didn’t know.Miss. Bradley. She said what happened why u r in towel. I said aunty i was about to go to for bath.i said i will take bath you can sit and watch television mother will come after 2-3 hrs. As she used to spend lot of time at our place, she said she will wait.That answer really increased my anger. Then i said ok aunty, i am going for bath. I went out at my balcony to take my inner-wear and i was trying to hide them from aunty. My balcony was little slippery because my mother washed lot of clothes before leaving. "Of course. Haven't you noticed all the stuff I've been making?" Sure I have."The rest of us split into two groups when I went back downstairs. Mike, Terry, and I went to the other side of the basement to work on guitar scales while Kirsten and Pam taught Mary how to play the melody of "The Paragon's Parade" on the chord organ.My dad got home about three and soon headed into the basement with Mom, Mrs. Kennedy, and the rest of the kids. He mixed the adults drinks at the bar. "Play some. Given the fact that i was in the midst of a dry spell, i was pretty close to letting go before things got good, so i told her, "baby, if you don't slow down you're gonna get a mouthfull" to which she replied by sucking me harder and saying "mmmhmmm". i really didn't want to cum just yet but she made that impossible as she kept humming and massaging my shaft with her tongue with the perfect balance of aggression and softness.needless to say, i came like a freight train, but she didn't stop or.