She knew what I wanted and I always had something she wanted or needed, so it become a bartering relationship. It seemed that every time Tori and the ...oyfriend-of-the-month would get into a fight, she would always call me or come by my place. I assumed that she saw me as a safety net or comforting person. Who knows really. I was always there to listen. Well, she talked. I didn’t really listen but I pretended to most of the time. I was home alone, in my bedroom putting away my clothes when I. It smelled nice inside…like fresh cinnamon rolls or cookies. I couldn’t quite place it. “Stephen?” I heard his mom call from somewhere in another room.“Yeah, mom! It’s me!” he called back as he led me through the dark house. We were walking towards the bright light, and I realized it was coming from the kitchen. His parents were both in the kitchen, drinking coffee and looking over some sort of book. It looked like it was a recipe book, but I couldn’t be sure. They both looked up when Stephen. She is mother of two, I have no idea where one finger idea came from but I put 2,3,4 and put my hand deep inside of her. She was convulsing with pleasure. I got of my knees still holding my hand inside and told her to suck me. Oh my god, she started to devour my cock with her mouth. It was super hard to have my hand inside of her and having her sucking me at the same time but it was worth the trouble. Still sitting on the stool, she pushed me way and said “now fuck me” but before I could start. Mai baar baar kichen me jata tha aur usko dkhta tha. Wo samaj gyi k mai usko dkhta hu but wo bhot hi sharmili thi nd meri himmat nhi ho rhi thi usse baat krne ko. Raat k dus baj chuke the. Naani so chuki thi. Mouka acha tha. Mai kichen me gaya aur kuch lene k bahane usske piche haat laga dia. Wo chouk gyi aur waha se hat gyi par usne kuch ni bola. Meri naani neend ki goli leke soti thi to unke taraf se mai befikar tha. Phir mai waha se chala gya aur apna jeans utar k undrwear aur ganji me tha.