I could also imagine how the conversation must have gone."Thank you. You can leave with Emily now, Brenda. I've found out what I wanted to know. Em, I...m afraid you'll never learn. Your weakness brings out the meanness in Brenda. She always takes advantage of any weakness she encounters. If you listened to what I tell you, you could have her eating all her meals straight out of your pussy. I'm going to let you do things your way though. Brenda, would you be willing to lick Joyce's pussy. I sat very close to the perv and i thought i would play with his mind and asked if he can call her mother in a low voice, He replied "Yes, Sure we can do that in about 5 mins whats the hurry". Why but i was still sitting on his couch at that moment i did not have anything in my mind and was confused what next now its been 30 mins already and i think it was same for the perv just quite messed up since he lied to me that his mom would arrive any moment now knowingly. Well we started watching. Phir soma puchne lagi kiSoma: sir. Main kaisi lag rahi hun?Me: bahut jyada sundar.Soma: aise nehi sach sach thoda khul ke bolyiye.Me: bahut hot and sexy lag rahi ho.Soma: maine kal hi kharidi hai sirf aap ke liye.Some: (beg se wine ki bottle nikalti huyi) sir. Yeh lijiye, aap ke liye.Me: are iski kya jarurat thi.Soma: jarurat nehi, who main peheli baar apke ghar ayi hu na toh khali hath ana thik nehi laga.Me: par tumhe kaise pata chala ki main drinks me sirf wine hi leta hu?Soma: are sir apke. Belted jeans, black boots, a vest or tee, leather jacket during the cooler months. Tonight all she could see were vests and tees, mostly white, and mostly clinging to bodies of all shapes. Screwdriver’s smile was unfocused, the result of a long night of drinking, his grin standing out on his bearded face."Where ya headed, babe? Home?"She smiled, shyly, shrugging at the question. Home seemed so unappealing. She glanced into the doorway as it opened, spilling more bikers into the street, thinking.