She chose the back verandah where the sun played until midmorning, a notebook she'd pilfered from her husband's studio, and her green bikini for attir...e. Some two hours passed in luxurious privacy as she wrote in a smoothly legible hand, journaling the cause, events, and results of these past few days in her life. They were the same mental reflections which had allowed her fitful sleep and stimulating dreams all through the night; yet, remarkably enough, she was not tired, and anything but. It’s nice to know I’ve still got it.”“Jesus Nicole, you haven’t got it, it’s more like you invented it. Put your glasses on again.”She laughed as she reached into her purse. “You are a pervert aren’t you?”We entered the apartment and I took off my jacket. I walked into kitchen with Nicole following me. “Want a drink?”“Yes please and a joint too if you don’t mind.”“You roll it and I’ll make the drinks, the dope is in that drawer, brandy or something else?”“Brandy works.” She busied herself with. Mai ankhe fad chut ko dekh rha tha,khan pura takat laga kar dabaya,khan itna presur se chapa tha ke jab supada chut me ghusa to lund sarsrata huwa karib 4″tak meri patni ki chut me sama gaya,udhar meri patni takia se sar utha kar ankh far kar jor se cheekh pari,” hai raaaam mar gaiiiii,,oh fat gya jee,,adha lund ghuste hi mai apna hath hata liya,is bar khan ek tagra thap mara pura ka pura lund nelu ki chut me sama gya,.””nahiiiiiieeeeee,,baaap,,re,,baap,,ooo maaaa,,””is bar to nelu aisa chillai. "So," she said, walking into the living room. She'd changed into a light, peachy, wraparound sundress that was, in itself, fairly innocuous, but did little to conceal the weighty, shifting mass of her new tits, and the ruffled hem swirled about her knees in the most inviting way. For some reason Jay didn't fathom, after kicking off her work heels, his mom had slipped into an even taller pair of black sandals."So?" He repeated suspiciously, dropping his bag."So how was school?" She took Jay by.