“Well, um…he is a teenaged boy and teenaged boys just do those things, sweetie.” She smiled.“In their parent’s bathroom?” Shekhar asked.�...You’re right…probably not the most appropriate place to relieve himself. I’ll walk down to his room and have a chat with him.” Sneha said.“Maybe I should talk with him,”Shekar muttered.“Shekhar…sweetie…give me the shorts and get into bed. I’ll take care of it.” She said, slipping onto her feet and throwing a robe over her transparent nightie.Shekhar handed his. In that twilight zone-state, i became aware that my cock was swollen, and it was touching my bhabis’s ass-moons very lightly. I couldn’t help it, i just automatically put my free arm around her and i guess i faked a snore, just in case she was awake. By then my cock was throbbing and jumping like a heart against her ass buns. I kept faking my snores for a while and then the unforgettable started to happen. I felt my bahbi fumble with her sleeping gown, as she removed my hand from around her. All the grass and trees were dead. "you live here?" I asked "ya just follow me" she said. We walked to the back door and she opened it. The outside looked like shit but the inside look nice. Black and purple wallpaper on all the walls. Black furniture and poster of bands and drawings everywhere."this place is tight,where's your parents?" "I live here with friends I ran away a year ago when I was 16" we walked into the livening room where 4 other girls were. "hey guys this is pyro my new. ?Goodness, I hope I don’t lose this. It would be unfortunate if we had to use bolt cutters so close to your tender lips, eh Mariah?? Mariah looked terrified for a moment, but hey, I didn’t care. ?I don’t know what you did for your Mistress to prove you were deserving of an occasional orgasm, but one thing that might help would be working around this house. You know, I am somewhat arthritic now (I wasn’t, but damn lazy) and it’s so expensive paying the maid?I know you pay rent, and that can.