That’s how mom and I landed at Sangeeta’s doorstep, me holding a few lunchboxes filled with rotis and sabzi, while mom rang the doorbell.It was a ...few minutes before the door opened and on the other side stood Sangeeta, wearing a dark purple, sleeveless, satin nighty. Water was still dripping from her hair and her silky smooth fair body. It looked like she had just gotten out of bath. I had an instant hard-on which I covered by placing the lunch bag in front of my crotch.“Thank you so much. You don't mind, do you, Sir?" My first thought was that I did mind. I think I was starting to think of Carrie as my own personal fuck slut. But I realized that that was not how it was. "No I don't mind but be very careful not to get caught and get it trouble. I can't protect you if you get caught." Joan was noticing that I was hornier than I had been in years and she was starting to enjoy it more herself. She still didn't encourage me to do anything more than basic fucking. For the next. “Lumière, you are her because, first of all, you found the door between this place and the world you live in”“Wait a minute? Door? What do you mean with this? Meliès went one moment in silence, which pretty much meant the answer he was about to give to Lumière the clue to the answer. And then, the Old Hollywood lover realized what was going on“Then… this means…”“I think you know exactly what it means”, said Meliès.It was there when Lumière finally found out he did it. His lifetime dream,. Sage remained suspicious at all times.“How nice, I had no idea my arrival had advanced warning,” Sage said sarcastically to the handsome well-built drone. For a moment, her dark eyed gaze skimmed the hunky robotic features. “You’re looking very good in that black leather uniform. Ball cap with P.I.M.P. logo, skin suit, form fitting of course, and rocket pistol.”“Yes, ma’am, I’m an upgrade from the previous models,” he replied. “Thank you, for the compliment. I’m at your service, whatever you.