It was none else than my mom, Shobha Roy, a divorced woman aged forty-seven years. Mom has the most annoying capacity to get on the nerves of a guy as... cool as ice. My father had divorced her precisely for that reason. No man can tolerate a whining woman day after day. As long as he stayed with us, I was somewhat protected. But after he left us to marry the young, sexy Surabhi, I was left all alone to face the brunt of mom’s perpetual whining. Of course, mom had managed to wangle a large amount. ”“Yeah, a hymen will do that,” Yesenia remarks. “Luckily it hurts only once, although it could be fun to be a virgin over and over again. I know when my dad shoves it in me it pinches sometimes, but once my pussy gets him all wet, it’s like heaven again. Just make sure he’s wet before he puts it in you.” The she holds her clenched fist up to her mouth and makes a gesture like she is giving a blow job. “He will slide right in.”With that, both girls fall into each other’s arms laughing.“I felt so. Looks like the runt lost his job and went to a lot of trouble for nothing. He would have more trouble when it was discovered the files taken from the house had never been logged in as evidence. The ones he had were every day run of the mill cases that had already been solved or settled in court. Knowing Sarah like I did, I already knew she wouldn't write anything down that was sensitive in her home files. She had shown them to me once and all her stuff was mostly notes on meetings and some kind. Pehle hotel me lunch kiya aur bad me river k bilkul pass me car park kar di.Maine use bola change kar lo nahne k liye. Wo boli taga khule me kese. Maine bola yah a mere aava koi nahi hai kalo. Wo boli thik hai. Maine to sare aapde utar diye sirf underwear pehla tha. River k aasa pas koi dur tak nahi dukh raha tha.Geeta ne bhi change kar lia.Fir hum dono river k ander jakar nahne lage. Me masti karne lage. Maine apna hath us ke boobs par rakh dia. Wo pehle to mana kar rahi thi k esa mat karo..