He hardly stays in his house. She was a very silent and a gloomy looking lady. Initially i did pay much. As the days passed i start making my move and...took the initiative and started to talk to her. I felt as if she was trying to avoid me but i had already decided that one day i have to fuck this silent bitch. After few days she was feeling more comfortable with me, we were becoming really good friends. This was because i was friendlier towards her child & had pocketed him. Now her child always. It was actually not a bad idea! With this heat, my cloth would be dried in some minutes.When I was about to put them on, I heard my mom turning on the boiler for some morning tea. I yelled out.Me: Amma! Can you bring me a towel? I forgot!She didn’t respond.I yelled again!Me: Amma!?I could hear her walking away from the kitchen and upstairs to her bedroom. I thought, ‘Is she deaf or something? Is she going back to sleep? Jesus, she must have been really tired.’Anyway, with her back sleeping, I. I straddled him on the bed to grind my clit against his already throbbing member, hard and rigid against my silk panties. It wasn’t long before I was wet, and horny and aching to be fucked. Now this boy have some impressive stamina to go along with his skills (I’m not gonna lie - he fucks like a pro!), and there is only so much any girl can take before she needs a minute to regain her composure, so I allowed my swollen, throbbing pussy some time to recover. He paused for a moment so I took him. I pulled her to me,kissing her back and stroking her body. She fell back to sleep as I laid there a few minutes and decided to get up to get a towel. As I made my way to the master bathroom,I opened the bedroom door and stopped in my tracks. A shimmer of light came through the bathroom door and I could make a figure out laying in my bed. Who the hell was in my bed,who was sleeping on the futon? I walked over,cracked the door a little more and sure as shit,Michelle was in the bed,sound asleep..