But as she is grown with her own tastes and likes we never censored her choice of books to read. As she saw me she jumped with joy and hugged me. I he...d her close and kissed on her cheek. I asked how her day was, she told it was a bit boring being alone at home on a Sunday.But she managed it with her favorite music and reading. She said she has to continue her reading. She lay on the couch again keeping her legs open on my bare milky thighs. I started enjoying my green tea with music. I glanced. Seems he left you. I didnt answer. I just stayed where I was. Billie moved round and lifted my legs in the air. He didnt leave you. He though you probably wanted me more. He bent his head down, and probed my pussy with his tongue. You taste good. I hope he didnt want a reply to that, because he chose that moment to thrust his fingers into my pussy, and move them so hard all I could do was scream with pleasure. He smirked. Well he did until my pussy released a torrent of liquid all over his. As for her, sheer weight of her physical and mental fatigue sent her into an uneasy sleep. When she woke up for a moment at about 3 am, I spoke about what I had been thinking about the oxygen supply. I argued that the purpose of oxygen was to increase its content in the blood which was being pumped at sub-optimal level by an ailing heart. In the absence of such a supply, the heart would be constrained to work harderfor the same quantity of oxygen in blood. So, artificial supply of oxygen was. As I came back downstairs after changing I saw her in the kitchen so I threw her a cut-off t-shirt and a pair of loose gym shorts. A few minutes later Lajja was in the work-out room doorway in that cut-off t-shirt and baggy shorts holding a bottled beer with a pathetic look on her face. I just told her to bring it here that I would unscrew it for her. She laughed and teasingly said, “that’s my problem bro I only know how to screw not to unscrew”. I told her not to drink too many before Seema.