As she continued to watch tv,she realized that she was actually enjoying it. "Brudder, da wonger Ithtay thith way da more chiwdish I become." She also...noticed that it wasgetting harder to remember how to say big words. She was starting to getconcerned.The other two finished carrying the diaries up to Marsha's bedroom. Amycame back down and went in the kitchen to make dinner. Katie toddledinto the kitchen to see what Amy was doing. 'It sure took a long timeand a lot of effort to do this,' Katie. The bus halted at a bus stop and a lady about 35–36 years boarded the bus and came and seated beside me. She was travelling alone and was dressed in a kurta and leggings. While she was arranging her luggage in the luggage rack above, I quickly glanced at her full body. She was a little plumpish kind of a MILF with big boobs and thick thighs. Her leggings showed her awesome hip and her thick thighs. She had a whitish complexion and was a decent-looking lady.After she settled, we exchanged smiles. Taylor to her shiny brown roots.? Far from helping the pouting coed get loose,instead she spread the late teens baby fat butt cheeks on which the same ashthat covered the bush leaves and none to gently forced not one, but threefeminine douchesup herreluctant crinkly small pouting ass hole.?L. Taylor?s friend had betrayed her and instead she had forced water andair up her naked squatting bottom leaving her lunch mate friend, not friend tothe end, but ready for the former teacher to find her end. "Hey, we have a PlayStation upstairs if you want to play. I doubt you want to listen to all this old lady talk," she said with that sweet sexy smile. I snickered at her jest, my mom was 11 years older than her and she considered herself an old lady. I smiled gratefully and made my way upstairs and found the games room. I rummaged through the games basket and immersed myself in some devil may cry. I was probably on it for an hour when I heard a voice getting louder. It was my aunt telling my mom.