Shake me and ask "What the hell were you thinking? Makes you wonder if I'm just crazy?" Dorothy Barlow wiped a tear from her cheek. "God, there isn't ... day that goes by that I don't ask myself that very question. I really messed up big time didn't I?"Cindy looked at her mother in amazement. By the tone of her voice, Dorothy wasn't trying to downplay her affair. "Yeah mom, you really messed up big time. How could you do that to Daddy? He loved you so much. What did he do to deserve that?" It. Given the tightness of the skirt and the voluptuousness of Michelle's ass, the threads were pulled as tight as piano strings. Using a sawing motion with the edge of the nail file, Barbara cut the threads one at a time. As the last thread came free Barbara caught the large black button in her left hand so it would not make any noise hitting the floor and alert Michelle. Barbara immediately palmed the nail file and assumed a casual pose in case Michelle noticed anything. Surprisingly, there was. Painty utter tai hi mai apni ek ungli mammi ki bur mai dali aurbur ko failakar apni jeeb ko uski bur mai dalnai laga aur mammi ke bur ko chatnai laga mammi ko sex chadya gaya tha 5 min tak kernya tak mammi ko mai nai ulta laitya diya our our mammi ke gand ke ched mai ungli dalnai laga our gand ke ched ko chatnai bhi laga mammi nai mujhe apani tharf kicha our mujhai kiss kernai lagi mai bhi un ko kiss kernai laga our apna 6inch mota lund jo ak sarya ka tahra mota ho goya tha mammi kee bur ma. My lips started to quiver, then my chin, then I could feel the tears start to drip from my eyes. I felt as if my heart was being squeezed. Then everything went gray. Chapter FiveWhat now?For the next several months, it was like I was walking through a gray mist. I hugged the kids often and held on to them as tightly as I could. They were the only real things in my life for a while.I remembered there was a funeral. There were services after, or were they before? Did it matter?I remembered that.