The summertime promoted the supposed necessity to wear very little in the Damos-Noble household – for want of an excuse, for Archie, because he ‘s...aid so’, and for Michaela – Archie’s love interest – because of her work. Archie continued on and into the kitchen, shivering slightly to the soft cool air which would persist each morning regardless of the weather outside. He hovered his hand over the side of the kettle – it was still producing enough warmth for a sufficient breakfast beverage, and. .... And then what!? Why can’t I remember!?’ I begin to panic.[CALM YOURSELF MY SON]An omnipresent voice spread throughout the void.“Who’s there!?” I shout.[IT IS I, GOD. AND YOU MUST LISTEN CAREFULLY FOR WE DO NO HAVE MUCH TIME]“.......” I was speechless. How are you suppose to react if your kidnapper suddenly all of a sudden claims to be God.After I quickly regain my composure I asked with no small amount of sarcasm, “What does your Almightiness want with this lowly servant?”[I AM SORRY TO. As she rocks back and forth her breasts reach his face and he grabs them and starts to suck and lick her nipples. Working them as she rocks over his cock. She starts to move down his body. Kissing his neck, shoulders, chest and stomach. Getting to his thighs and sucking at them, kissing them. Leaving little love bites on his inner thighs. He can often feel her breath on his cock now and he is getting very aroused. She starts to lick the tip of his cock and he lets out an audible moan.. Not able to forget those precious moments .this is my introduction. To tell about my mom.she is very fair,saree wearing all the time without bra or panty(no habit),little bit uncaring about her dress in home.her size is 36.she wears her saree below her belly button.all time it will be visible.totally she looks like hema malini. To start my story.i used to sleep beside my mom from my childhood till 9th class.whole thing what i am going to say happened in her sleep. From my 5th class,my likeness.