. ? For when, what?" ..." Why don't you give me a couple of minutes so that I can finish making the hot chocolate, Linda, and then you can explain to ...e what's going on."So, after handing out a brimming cup of hot chocolate to each one, she sat down comfortably in her sofa, facing the kids and holding her own cup in both hands, indicated to Linda to start her tale. Linda told her everything, from the time when she had stripped down in front of Tom to show him that there was no shame in nudity,. Within a minute, she was cumming. She let out a large moan,which was followed by a flow of wetness from her hairy cunt. As she was coming down from her orgasm, I lapped up her pussy juice. "Son, that was amazing! You have no idea how bad I needed that. But your still hard. Come here and let mom take care of that." I sat on the coach as mom straddled me. She rubbed the tip of my cock, along her slit. "I see you take after your dad...in fact, I'd say you're dick is bigger." She then inserted my. I started to reply. “Shh!” he said, whispering in my ear, “I saw you on the bus with all those dirty men around you. I know you are a cock hungry tart! And now you are going to be a good girl for me. I want a piece of that pie!” His hand was sweaty and his fingers were rubbing over my thong, working their way to my slit. “Still a little damp from your bus ride, I see,” he said leering at me. He was slowly marking the map with one hand, while pushing his middle finger into my pussy with the. Vivek. They were friendly and mrs. Vivek often gave me sweets whenevr she made them. I have shared what i cooked too. They began to like me and i liked them.Once there was a long weekend, my boyfriend went away with his friends. Mr. Vivek invited me over. He informed me that Mrs. Vivek has gone to Australia to live with their daughter for 6 months and asked if I could cook dinner for him every night. I agreed to bring him food everyday. He opposed and said it’s better if I went there to their.