. um.. masturbating for a while now. It is all natural”, she said, casually.Hearing the word ‘masturbate’ from mom’s mouth sent shivers down m... spine. I had always seen her as an authority figure and hearing those dirty words from her made my dick tingle.Mom came and sat next to me. “Sex, masturbation, it’s all natural, beta”, she said caressing my hair. “I am just glad that you don’t over do it.”“You mean??”, I started.“Yes, I have known every time you have masturbated. We both live in the. She watched as his tongue began licking the fruit, he was enjoying the taste. At last he popped it in his mouth and bit down again letting the juices run. He took another and repeated the process. He slid it along her pussy, removing it he took it to her lips where he watched as she tasted herself off the fruit. When she finished eating the berry, he moved his face close to hers. He let his tongue come out where it began to lick the berry juice from her chin, lips and face. She responded in. She sucked his tongue with tenderness and the kisses turned wet with saliva dripping off Seema’s lips every time he moved from her upper lips to lower.“I think you missed me too much after that day in the hotel room,” teased Irfan.Saying that Irfan pushed Seema against the corner lifted her and put her on the kitchen slab so that her boobs were right in front of his face. Irfan looked back to see if there was anyone coming.“Don’t worry honey; no one will come here,” assured Seema.Irfan spread. ‘Thank you, miss. You are most concise.’ ‘What have you got to eat and drink?’ ‘There are sandwiches, miss. Some excellent sherry and a pot of coffee.’ ‘You are a jewel, Hislop. Do I gnaw at you before or after?’ ‘I would suggest after your own contribution. I am sure I would find an intermission beneficial before yielding to Miss Dorinda’s charms.’ ‘Re-charge your batteries?’ ‘A graphic expression, miss.’ For the girl it had become a game, an intriguing game. For Dorinda it was pure farce..