The others had done their best to ignore the tension between the two girls, as they celebrated Bobby's return, albeit brief, to consciousness. Just be...ng around the happy, supportive people had lifted her spirits. It was so different from what she was headed home to.As she turned the last corner and the double wide mobile home finally came into view, she pulled up short. Her father's rusty old Camaro was sitting in front of it, and she let loose a few curses. He hadn't been there in months, and. Ramesh’s feet struck to the ground. His heart skipped a beat. What he saw was the most unbelievable sight_ never ever he could imagine that he would witness such a scene in his own house premises….. and worse his wife being the part of it! There she was sitting on the edge of the bed, with her sarees up to her waist along with her petticoat. Her eyes were closed in ecstasy as she sucked on sweeper’s Balram’s cock with full gusto while fingering her exposed pussy. Besides them , could be seen. ‘Better?’ I asked her. She nodded and re-enmeshed our fingers. As we walked we talked, our voices echoing off buildings in the relatively quiet streets. ‘So you really didn’t like the concert?’ I asked her. ‘No I did. It’s true I got off more from the intensity of your enjoyment then directly. I didn’t really know how to respond. It was really…visceral.’ ‘It was. Maybe that’s why I liked it so much aside from the fact it was completely amazing.’ We both laughed. ‘I like my art visceral. It’s. " "Jan, enough is enough!" No it isn't. But that's the way this novel ends. That's what'scredible. Lydia's says I can share her royalties as well as share Max while we use you to try out new story directions, and check credibility, and do some other things you'll get used to in time -- she's a little weird but we think alike in lots of ways. We're partners. We still don't know whether to publish the bookillustrated with the different photos they took of you last night,or use the pictures.