I asked Mystique how she knew about Mom.She answered, “I saw them kissing at our New Years Eve party.”I said, “Everyone kissed that night includ...ing you and me.”She replied, “Yeah, but…the way they kissed was nothing like the way you and I kissed. His hands were all over Mom. Remember what you saw with Miss Smith…triple that.”I said, “Tell me more.”Mystique smiled and said, “I saw Mr. Thompson put his hand up under Mom’s dress to play with her pussy. He was in there a long time and Mom’s knees. Finally I had to break away."The others will be here soon," I told her."How many?" Six," I answered. I'd had to choose carefully among our friends. We didn't want anyone squeamish, no one with any reservations. I saw her gulp. Was it too many? But it was too late to change it now. She didn't know who they were, which of our friends would want to see her die."Any women?" One man is bringing a date, another his wife. I've got to go greet them. Don't go away," I managed to joke."I love you!" she. Her hands were now on my back and I can feel with my tongue exploring her clit and vagina walls her nails were all digging inside me. I loved it and went exploring more with my finger rubbing her clit soft.She was moaning heavily she held me by my hair and her hands were pushing my face inside her as if she wants me to eat her even more. I gently bit her. She moaned out loud and said I want it all in me RAGHAV fuck me, baby, now. Oh yes RAGHAV CHODO MUJHE.Aj raat I am all yours RAGHAV please. The chef scraped the grill, leaving Tim's barbecued beef sizzling, an isolated heap in the center of the grill. It deserves to be alone, Tim thought, who else would want to eat in this dive?Tim had been eating in greasy diners, and hating it, for as long as he could remember, ever since the night he and his cousin, both thirteen years old, had stolen all those carburetors. It had been Tim's first arrest, he still remembered the cold, disgusted look on the cop's face as he had shone the.