I know, everybody else in America thinks that’s pronounced ‘Seye-mun’ like in ‘Simon says’ but Dad’s roots are Cajun and so it’s ‘SEE-...oan’ but I’ll answer to either one in school, but I reserve the right to correct the pronunciation. Politely, of course.I’m like so many of the kids my age – parents divorced. Mom’s remarried. Sad story. I was seven. Mom worked at a law firm. Dad’s an engineer. He spends some time on the road from time to time. Mom started leaving me with her sister when Dad was. He moved her right leg on the table and parched her more.“This feels good…” Mrs. Snehal said, “Do not stop…”He cupped her breasts and squashed them hard. He squeezed her nipple hard. His thrusts were deep and slow. He would remove his whole cock except the tip until she could feel she was empty and when she did, he would thrust forward very hard. Her pussy was very soft and smooth. He felt as if he was inside an apple pie.“Do you like this…”“I love this Ma’am…you are fucking good…”“Is it,. Ya Baby Go for it I started grinding then bouncing I wrapped my Arms around his neck Moaning into his face all the while Kissing Henry our Tongues dancing inside both our mouths I could feel my Orgasm building as I continued bouncing on his Dick, my dress all bunched up around my waste, Henry reached up, playing with my Tits Pinching, Tweaking my Hard Nipples which sent me off on a Massive Orgasm, my body was completely out of control as I ground Hard on his Cock I could feel it moving inside. .and none of my business." You can't tell me?"She shook her head, defiant. "I'm protecting my interests, as always. You may not trust me, but..." She sighed. "You know what? I'm out." She got up and headed to the door.I got up, uncertain. "Out? What does that mean?" I'm...going...out." As she punctuated each word, her skin turned less red, her tail shrunk and her horns receded."When will you be back?" When I feel you might appreciate me again." She opened the door. "Oh, also, I have a friend.