It’s Rohit back here with the next part of my story.A week after this incident, I was hanging out with my friends for a birthday party. I told my mo...m that I’ll be home by the next day morning as I’m spending the night at my friend’s house. But suddenly my friend had to go to his native in the middle of the party due to some family issues.So I returned home and happened to see my home locked as mom was not there. I entered with the spare key. It was late at night around 11:30 pm, and mom didn’t. I feel your tongue enter my hole flicking inside rolling around my walls begin to suck your tongue as they contract. My body arches I hear the sound of the candles hiss as they flicker and burn I smell the sweet combined scent of my juices and the scent of the candle, my skin on fire the burning of my inner body as I feel the orgasm grow. You hear me moaning beneath the gag and know I am about to cum you stand and remove the gag as you love to hear me call and cry out then quickly you kneel. .' I held the armof the crop top out alongside my own. The hangars clattered gentlyagainst each other and drew my attention towards her dresses.I crouched down to look at her shoes. There were flats with toe-printson the in-sole, red Converse with the outer heels worn down, chequeredVans with a small hole in the toe, gladiator sandals with fadedstraps, scuffed knee-high boots, wedges, heels...I reached in and dug out a pair of Family Guy flip-flops, just curiousbecause they looked far too big. The rotary mower made quick work of the field, and I manage to put a pretty good dent in it before it was time to eat. I was glad that it went so easy. The hay would need to cure for a few days before it was baled.In the mean time, the tedder would need to be run over what was cut every so often. Dad said that it fluffed the hay up some, to get it to dry faster. It had to dry before it was baled. Dad had shown me how to test it to see if it was ready to bale. I was supposed to hold a clump,.