Then she started licking my balls, smelled my pubic smell, but suddenly she started giving blow job roughly. Omg it’s painful but so damn good…I r...moved her skirt. She was in pink inners. I asked her to relax and enjoy each moment, I kissed her forehead, chick, navel, her each fingers, toes. She was shaking like a dry leaf.I opened her arms. Clean shaved armpits.no deo or perfume as she has a sensitive skins. I smelled her raw natural smell it just went in to my cock… i licked and cleaned her. These mothers have some English, but it is limited and not very good. The daughters have far better English and are actually now part of the teaching cadre for the mothers as they are forced by the rules to speak only English. (I learn this is not a rule in Jake's home. It is only a rule in the dormitory because these women need to assimilate to life in the USA.)These women also do not dress or care for themselves as do the women I met in the USA. They do OK, but it is just not the same. There. "My husband will know instantly that I've been untrue to him, and that our daughter is soiled!" Come home with me," said Gepetto, for lack of a better idea. "Leave him a note that says you've gone to visit our parents." They're dead and buried, you fool!" she moaned."A friend, then, from your childhood," said Gepetto."Very well," she snorted. "But you must find some way to undo this!" I will, I will," said Gepetto, having no idea how he'd do that.The note was written, and the women, shrouded in. “Friday sounds good,” I told her.I was sure the clocks around the world had all stopped sometime early Wednesday morning, then restarted at a painfully slow crawl. It seemed forever till Friday finally came. But it finally did and we were now standing on the porch of Leather’s house. Angela rang the bell.As before, the porch light went out and the door opened with an ominous creaking. We stepped inside.Leathers was standing there. He gave Angel a peck on the cheek and said, “Hi,” then turned to.