Played with her public hairs.. its hard.. and blak and thick.. played it there for some time.. MOM spread her thighs and made a way to her cunt.. I sl...owly pushed my middle finger… and sucked it.. MOM spread more and allowed my finger more.. I inserted more.. and started stroking.. and same time sucking her right boob… biting it.. and stroking her cunt harder.. played like this for a minute..MOM told.. stop.. now go down.. lick my juicy cunt.. enjoy the fresh juice Puttu… u use to lick on panty. The first time I laid eyes on her was in the hallway, I just came from registering in at the front desk. She was walking down the hallways, maybe going to the office, or I don’t know. She was wearing the traditional black maid’s uniform with a white apron, and all of 5’ 3” tall. I smiled and said hello. She looked surprised, but she said hello back.“Excuse me, miss,” I said, I at least had to try and talk to her. “Are these rooms with kitchenettes?” I knew the answer, Jennifer at the front desk. .This is from the 'Shy One'.Last week, I took my grandchildren to a restaurant. My seven-year-old grandson asked if he could say grace.As we bowed our heads he said, "God is good, God is great. Thank you for the food, and I would even thank you more if Grandpa gets us ice cream for dessert. And liberty and justice for all! Amen!"Along with the laughter from the other customers nearby, I heard a woman remark, "That's what's wrong with this country. Kids today don't even know how to pray. Asking. "He is acting as if he were born a horse," I commented to the infinity living inside the body of what was my friend."He is a horse, not just bodily, but mentally. His mind holds a meager power of realization and knows little about his destiny. He saw the horse embodiment from a sexual fetish for delighting with sexual connotations, although a gelding, when he scents a mare, or mare urine, he will try to mount a mare.Whether a gelding or stallion, a mind held in a curse, after having mated with.