“Is this okay?” I asked.“Oh yes.” She was breathing heavily and pushing her butt back against me.While cupping her breasts with my hands, gent...y pinching and rolling her nipples, I kissed her all over her neck and back, having lost all resolve to contain myself—embracing your inner self, mindfulness gurus call it.Using my legs, I spread hers wider, thinking secretly how I would have taken her if I had been a man. Groaning and rubbing myself against her leg, pressing my swollen lips and clit. I set out to learn everything I could about Angela to find something I could use in getting to her. I found several. Angela hit the gym three times a week on Monday, Wednesday and Friday and almost always around one in the afternoon. She belonged to the Library Literary Society, which met every Tuesday at seven at the local library, and she ran fives miles everyday except for her gym days. I could use all of it.I kept myself in pretty good shape. I didn't visit a gym, but I had a Bow Flex in my. .." her voice faded off, then she jerked her head, stared at her son. "I'll talk to you after dinner, Willis--in the meantime, behave!" The smile she gave her son took the sting out of the words.Naked, Doris walked from her private bathroom into her bedroom. Her hands moved continually, stroking her breasts, caressing each stiff nipple in turn, then her belly and the flesh on her inner thighs. Each time her fingers strayed toward the pink, warm lips that curled open so suggestively beneath the. Papa ne teno ka ek ek drink aur banaya aur pehle soniya ka drink uski taraf badaya ….phir papa antra ke pass ja kar thoda jhuk kar phir se antra ke bikini blouse ki deep cleavege main ander tak jhankte huay use drink dene lage ..Antra: array kahan dekh rahay ho papa yahan dekho nahi tow drink gir jaigi …FIL: ooops sorry , ye low tumhare drinkAntra: (drink lete huay) thank you papaPapa wapas apne sofe pe ja kar baith gai teeno apana dusra drink sip karne lage, papa abhi bhi antra ki nihaar rahay.