‘Great ass and your legs are almost sensational.’ ‘Are they? I wouldn’t know. I have no comparison as no-one ever sees me like this.’ ‘No-...ne?’ ‘Absolutely not.’ ‘Get dressed Mira, and thank you.’ ‘Would it be okay if I just wear knickers?’ ‘Yep,’ said Walt, not surprised that he felt a bit of movement behind his zip. She possessed one of those slightly swollen honey pots with only a tinniest bit of labia showing – a honey pot just made for early lunch, late supper or even a pre-breakfast chew.. At the same time, she slowly began to spread her legs open to have a better access with her toy. I still could not see anything from my angle but went on. I dropped my pants down on the floor, and immediately removed my shirt too. My boxers went down with my pants, so, I was now naked and fully erected in front of her. She unbucled her robe belt and opened it all the way. Her nice round firm boobs with her large nipples and her perfectly shaved pussy were calling me in. So I got on the bed and. It was jumping like a bullfrog in a bag. That is when i noticed her eyes. Shit she was drunk as a skunk. Then i remembered ravi had told me he was going to stay with his grandmother this weekend because his mother was going out to a big company party. It was about seven thirty now my guess is that she just got home a few minutes before i got here. “hi shailu, your early today did you forget ravi is not here?” she said, with words that were slow and measured. I don’t remember coming around the. "I'm sure Dad had it. He would've had to. I mean, to do all that shit just to make himself happy ... I mean you can't do that unless you're really fucked up in the head. And I'm sure he was really fucked up in the head. That's obvious."Jason interjected with his own thoughts on the matter, relaying what he knew about the Danubian concept of damage to the soul. Rather than contradict Cassie's research, Jason's comments seemed to complement what she had found out. Mr. Schmidt's soul had been.