.And how that conversation had led to her coming over to my swimming pool to enjoy a masturbation session with me...Up until the time Tim came home an... Heather had to depart hastily and run home. After her explanation, Tim told Heather that he understood, and everything was OK with him as long as I wasn't screwing her. At that point, Heather had suggested that Tim would be welcome to join us when we had another jacking and jilling session and perhaps make a threesome out of it. Tim had said he. Where am I going to get enough money to buy her a present?’ Hurriedly I finish my cornflakes, kiss my mom goodbye and race off to school. My feet pound on the gravel path, my mind working overtime, I curse myself for the umpteenth time. Amidst all the chaos something I once heard my father say comes back to me, ‘Of course,’ I think to myself, ‘flowers, that’s it I’ll get her flowers.’ A quick detour through the neighbor’s gardens and soon I have what I feel is the perfect red rose. Not too big. I inserted my hand into her bottom and pressed her pussy and she made ahhh sound and bite my lower lip and we continued this for hours with lot of passion and I am very hard and rude sometimes while pressing her. As the bus is full she is reluctant to go any further and we continued this for next 2 hrs and slept with my hand in her top.In the morning her dropping point is Vanastalipuram which is first one and she also told me to come with her and we both got down and I asked where we are going. It was almost enough to go through the process of getting pregnant again. But I endured the torture, since I figured this was too sensitive a time to be taken out of the action with a bun in the oven.After I finished feeding the brat, I heard a knock on the door. I put the kid to sleep and opened the door magically. The woman came in, dressed in a red tube top, black mini, stockings, red heels and a garter belt, whose straps were plainly visible between the top of her stockings and the bottom.