Some of the notes have caressed and kissed her toes and continued up her legs, stroking the inside of her thighs. But they pass over her anxious pussy...although she thrusts her crotch upward in an explicit but momentarily futile invitation. Instead the notes apply themselves to her belly. The soft flesh palpitates as though invisible hands and lips were fondling and kissing her tummy.Mrs. M has never had such an eerie and intense experience. A small part of her thinks she should be alarmed but. Their meagre possessions, even when pooled together, hardly made a dent on the storage spaces. The flat had only the basics in it, twin beds with dubious mattresses, a wardrobe each that had little chance of closing where the hinges had been stretched and no chance at all of locking. A kitchenette with a small two ringed electric hotplate and a sink that had seen better days long before the two girls were born. But, it was home, their’s to with as they pleased. An attack of paint and a few. I loved having her so close to me. My hand on her shoulder, touching the skin on her neck, holding her hand. I started getting an erection again, and I think she saw it and chose to ignore it.I sat there for God knows how long, before I thought I should get up and move to my room. I was getting more and more turned on every moment I spent like that with her in my embrace. I stood up, my hand still on her shoulder. She stood up with me too, and we hugged again, tighter than the night before. I. I literally yelled out, “You fuckers, you can have me together whenever you want. Suvendu, you really like fucking me with another cock pounding my ass?”“No doubts, Soni. Never felt better fucking your premium pussy. It’s watering profusely and gripping my cock like never before. Is it really good?”“Too good, It seems like I am going to have a sudden explosive orgasm, and perhaps the biggest in my life.”“That’s the objective, mom, . We are going to make you cum like a gusher. The way your.