Ramanan was pushed into her pussy by her hands and leg. He did not disappoint her as he started to lick and suck her clit. “Oh, yaa, eat me like tha..., eat my pussy like that,” Meena kept moaning as the Sage kissed her neck and fondled her ass with one hand.“Are you ready to fuck him like a slut?” the Sage asked her in a whisper. “Ya,” she moaned. “Tell him then,” the Sage whispered again. “Fuck me, fuck me now,” Ramanan heard the sexy voice say in delight. He felt the leg around his neck. I learned that he had sung in the church choir as a young man, and played Curly, in a high school rendition of Oklahoma. I was suitably impressed enough to ask that he sing something for me.He stunned me by doing just that. Leaning in close, as he didn't want to cause a scene in the crowded café, he thrilled me with the first few bars of Some Enchanted Evening from South Pacific. I had grown up listening to my father's LP of that soundtrack. He had loved it, and never stopped telling me what a. ‘J.J.!’ she cooed. ‘How’s my little man? Did you miss me?’ A man, this one full-sized, stepped out from the kitchen and gave us an appraising look. ‘An unexpected dinner guest, Cameron? Couldn’t you have called?’ Cammy lowered the boy back to the floor. ‘Sampson, this is Lily, she’s an associate of mine. Lily, this is my husband, Sampson, and my son, J.J.’ Perfunctory introductions completed, she turned back to face him. ‘We won’t be able to stay for dinner, I have something to do tonight.’ The. It is THOSE that I believe they will balk at.”“Hmmm perhaps you’re right Roth, maybe I should prevail upon their sense of duty?” Bill suggested.Roth was scratching his head staring at Bill with a suspicious look. “Uh huh. Just how do you presume to do that?”“Oh, something I remember my father telling me. I’ll just throw them in the dungeon ‘til they agree.” Bill said nonchalantly.Roth began to smile widely shaking his head. Yes he remembered when Bill’s father had used the same tactic though.