” I heard my voice and he pushed harder.I felt his cock spasm and then a deep warmth inside me. I knew my young womb was getting splattered with c...um. He pushed into me two more times and then relaxed and leaned into me. His body felt so strong and warm as it pinned me against the wall. I could feel his heartbeat. His breath was in my ear and his breathing was slowing down. I felt his head move and he was now looking at me.“Baby girl, you are fucking unbelievable. I have fucked hundreds. Going over to the desk, she picked upKitten's paperwork and stuffed it into her folder. She carefullychecked the office to make sure nothing looked out of the ordinary. Noone knew for sure that they had been there and she hoped to keep itthat way."Come on Kitten, it's time we got out of here. No, not the front door,Pete has a hidden entrance behind those crates. Let's go."They quickly made there way back to the apartment and changed clothing.She pulled on a tracksuit while having Kitten put on. Mom “tu khaane aaya hai ya chodne? Murga banaya hai tandoori. Kitchen mein hai.”I was shocked on hearing so as in our family nobody ate non-veg and it was never cooked in the house as well. Mom started to ascend the stairs, seeing that I ran back to the room where I was hiding, Mom “Chalo baaki toh aao, main abhi ekdum garam hoon. Ravi “Kutti ruk ja, oopar nahin aa rahe. Yahan TV bhi hai, chal ek mast movie lagake tujhe chodte hain.”Mom “Kaun si dekhega? Murder?Ravi “Murder! hadd ho, aaj. If he needed more wood or anything special, it was my job to drive somewhere and find it. I mentioned all those power tools in the garage. They were all Uncle Sam’s. Errol never used them. He had a collection of ancient hand tools that was passed down from generation to generation, and he insisted that was how things should be made. I thought he was being a little short-sighted, but you sure couldn’t question his skill or the quality of his product. Every joint, every drawer, every cabinet door.