Miley gave her a hug and left the building. She smiled at Frans mothering ways, so unlike her real mother. She did rest when she got home. She was asl...ep the instant her head hit her pillow. A loud knocking came on her door. Miley groggily sat up and wondered who it could be. Probably Ben, she thought. She opened the door. Nick. He was just turning to leave by the time she got to the door, and he turned back to face her. I didnt think youd be home, was all he said. What are you doing here?. Having administered the last of the whacks the wife used her beautiful red painted toed foot to push me over on to my side, The cool tiled floor not offering any real comfort but I could see the three of them now talking about what should happen next. The mother in law, still a handsome women in her early sixties, heavy hanging tits like her sister who was a few years older, flat tummy and a nice trimmed pubic area, reached over with her manicured foot and pushed me onto my back. The movement. Most of the gurls were very passable. I sat down at the bar, sliding my sexy ass onto the barstool, crossing my legs, enjoying how my nylons rubbed together. I pulled out my compact case, gazing into the mirror to make sure my makeup was still perfect, slightly dabbing the corners of my mouth to smooth my lipstick. The bartender, a very handsome young man, come by and said, “You are very pretty…. Are you dressed or genetic?” I almost passed out. I told him I was dressed and thanked him. . Baal bhige hue towel lapet rkha tha dimag kharb ho gya tha vese tho mai gandi nazar se bot tym pehle se hi dekhta hu par ab bda ho gya tha tho hawas bad gai thi bua ne kha chal tu niche beth mai change karke aati hu par muje unko nanga dekhne ka bot man tha isliye mai khidki ke zra se ched me se unko dekh lga mene dekha bua ne towel khol diya “omg” mait dekh ke pagl sa ho gya tha bua ki choot ek dum pink n boobas itne gore or unka nanga badan dekh kr mai mooth marne lga or unhone black bra.