“Oh, Melissa hun. Do you need something? We have Motrin upstairs.”, Mrs.D said with a sympathetic smile. “That’s OK mom, I think we’re just ...onna call it a night and I’ll bring Missy home.”“Nonsense, we didn’t have your mothers cake yet.” Mr. D’s military background rarely let him stray from a well organized plan. “Besides, there’s some thing I want to talk to you about. Dudley will show Melissa to the upstairs bathroom where we have some medicine, mother will clear the table, and you and I can. “Yes,” I guardedly answered.“Listen, we are sorry to bug you, but I told Ridley about the ‘special’ cigarettes you have, and he said he would love to try one,” Marne uttered in his inebriated state.“Sure, come on in,” I warily answered, worried about what else Marne had told Ridley.As we sat in the lounge, each with a beer and a joint, Ridley inhabited the seat he was sitting in, in the unmistakable manner of a thuggish straight male.After a bit of their ‘what just happened at the bar’ banter,. Retreating to relax and listen to his favorite reggae, Michael was dozing in his office. Katie entered to Spice and Company’s Haunted By Your Melody and, enchanted, she sat on the love seat beside him, leaned on his shoulder, and waited for him to wake. Though Michael had been literally and figuratively drained by the sexual dynamo named Tabbi, his short nap ended, and he became aware of the lovely and pleasant-smelling beauty cuddled next to him.When she felt he was sufficiently awake, Katie. U gotta see to believe it…I just wanna suck them dry right that moment. Her curves and navel were tauiting me to lick them Soon her kid called my name and had to go …I cursed myself.when I returned home I masturbated 5 times thinking about her.Due to a marriage function ,my parents had to leave for few days and I was allowed to stay back for studies.they asked reshma aunty to look after me and provide me food.I Thought this was perfect time to seduce her and fuck her .My parents left and I was.