All the other times it was with a friend of my mother’s. I remember my mother would come home and tell all about her day to my dad. She would always... kick her beige pumps off at the door. We had this shoe rack, but she was always too tired, she said, to put them up. On one particular day, she kicked them off and went upstairs as always. This was June so it was starting to get warm, and my oldest sister (whose feet I absolutely adored) was complaining about her new Keds starting to get smelly. At. I then move my middle finger lower and push it into your ass. You arch your back as the nerves there tell you that something hard and wet is going in. I rub your clit with my left thumb, have my tongue fuck your pussy as my right middle finger fucks your ass. It was now your turn to hold onto the sheets in ecstasy. You arch your back, both your holes tighten as you cum in my mouth. I drink what little came out, and then stick my tongue in for more.I get onto the bed, kiss your stomach, moving. He started to put emphasis into his movements: turning slowly when he left a table and jutting his ass out so they could get a nice look, standing closer to the table and leaning in close to point something out the menu. His guests were intoxicated by his smell and enraptured by the sight of his body. They gazed at the bulge in his shorts, wishing they could peel back the thin material to allow his huge rod to escape.As the night continued, service started to wind down and the frequency of the. Me: It’s my pleasure. So…you are alone at home now?I asked her guessing that her son would have gone to school.Tanya: Yes. Varun has gone to school.Me: You’re feeling lonely now?Tanya: Yes, Dheena. I wish you were hereMe: I can be there with you now.Tanya: How is that possible? You are in Chennai and I am in Delhi.Me: If you wish, we could connect through a video call.Tanya: I like the idea. But..I could understand her hesitation.Me: You don’t have to show your face. You can hide it. Also, you.