‘You don’t masturbate very often, do you, Debbie? Play with yourself, get off with your fingers.’ It had been so blatant and improper. ‘No. M... parents were very religious…very strict. It was a sin. . . only bad girls did it.’ ‘Please do it for me…now.’ She touched herself there and then retreated. ‘No, not like that, don’t stop, keep doing that. Play with yourself. Make yourself cum.’ ‘I don’t think I can.’ ‘You came several times this morning when I was fucking and eating you. Was that. Not really because they were going to miss out on the dance itself but because they were finally going to be with Jill and Jennifer. After Greg dropped Ben off at his house, he drove home. He walked into his house, slung his tux over the chair before venting to his mom who had just entered the room, "Well it looks like we aren't going to the Prom after all."Nancy asked sypathetically, "Why not? What is going on?"Greg sighed but tried to play it off, "The girls' grandfather had a heart attack. We usually rented a casita. It was a typical sorta Mexican beach casita - adobe with tile roof, a deck with a palapa & an outdoor shower. The boys were wild, as I said. There was horsing around, some dilly-dallying, some arguments & negotiations about who'd go first, etc. & it was all taking way too fucking long, & I had to get all drill-sargeanty & start hollering, etc. because the (ex)husband had returned with the food & the boys still weren't clean & margaritas were getting made & I was. I said what to do after going out, lets chit chat and order some thing to eat in the room, we ordered Momo’s as they are famous of Nainital and i told her i love Momo’s, staring at her perfect sized breast, she noticed it and gave a noughty smile and said really lets c how passionately you eat momo’s,I also replied just wait n watch let the momo’s be delivered to meAfter eating momo’s i said what you came to know about my momo’s fantasy she said abhi kaha pataa chala hai? And i hold her hand.