In the living room, between the plastic model of a precious Chinese vase and the sofa. On her mother’s bed or in the guest room. In the garden betwe...n the hyacinths and rhododendrons. At all times and at all places. Her mother’s fuller breasts wobbled in their growing looseness as, crouched down, she took thrust after thrust from Innocence in her arse or in her cunt. The slight bulge of her stomach relaxing its rigour with age giving way as Innocence pushed away at her, her mouth open and her. I imagined her in almost all the bras and panties they shown to us. I couldn’t reply to some of her questions because I have to come to reality to answer her. That was so hard.She understood my trouble and every time I took the time to reply, she smiled and once in a while she checked out the bulge in my pant. I liked it and wanted to fuck her so badly. I came to know that her boob’s size is 36B. She purchased a red colour padded bra with skin colour strap. She sat so close to the bike. Her. "You didn't!" Sultry said, "Jack ... Two is always looking for trouble and One is usually responsible for it." She rolled her eyes and looked at the sky, "Why?" One ... they can't be hurt. Two ... if they're caught they can't be hurt. No matter what ... they can't be hurt." Eat your porridge, Jack," Seven said.I hate pea soup ... gives me gas. He chuckled."What's so funny?" Seven asked."You'll find out," Jack laughed.That night a green fog joined the grey one."Oh, God, Jack ... what is that. Ek shomoy ami gumiye porecilam. Maj rate jokhon amar ghum vanglo to ami dekhlam se o gumie poreshe. Tar urna (dopatta) gaye chilo na. Tar chotto chotto dudh gulo amar pashe chilo. Ami ar nijeke shamlate parlam na. Ami khub aste 2 tar boob’s kase amar hath rakhlam. Ektu ektu kore hathta tar boobs er upor ante chesta korlam. Ek shomoy tar ghum vengye gelo abong se side change kore shuye porlo. Evabe tar porer din abar ami ekoi kaj korlam. Abar boob’s ke dorlam ohhh what a nice experience it was..