I am brought out of my thoughts as I hear the shower being turned off. I look at my watch and see that about ten minutes have passed. I listen to her ...oving about in the bathroom, opening the cupboard door and closing it. I imagine her carefully drying her body, looking at herself in the mirror whilst doing so. I take my hand off of my cock as she opens the bedroom door and leaving it wide open behind her. I find the symbolism of leaving the door open funny as if closing the door means she is. The lady was then instructed to lie down in a supine position on a vacant bench. Then the old woman brought Eve over and placed her on top of the woman. The bottom woman embraced her hard and Eve immediately felt the rub of the woman’s cunt beneath her. The sweat of their bodies mixed and poured onto each other. They became slick with sweat and Eve’s cunt dripped profusely while the whore mother lightly administered the oak leaves on her backside. Meanwhile, the round one beneath her slide. At this point there was thousands of questions going through my head, I was mentally trying to figure out how to fix this, if this becomes a problem. I was referring to the book. if neeta aunty found the book she might come home with the book, I won't be able explain neeta aunty how the book got there, I wouldn't be able to explain mom how this book was still here if I returned it and the worst part how did it reach neeta aunties bedroom. If rohan came to get the book himself, I won't be able. I wriggled my body a little, savouring the way the quilt seemed to envelope me in its soothing embrace. I turned onto my side, drew up my knees, pulled the cover even more tightly around me and began to drift off again. I became vaguely aware of the weight of his hand resting on my ribs and I smiled as I dozed, feeling his fingers home in until they cupped my breast and his thumb began to press and rub the soft nub there. I gasped in my sleepiness, feeling my nipple stiffen and I stretched and.