It was fun. Her pussy was so damn wet she could feel the juice leaking on the insides of her thighs.Moving closer to him, she leaned forward and offer...d one of her tits to his mouth."Suck it," she said. "It really turns me on when my titties are sucked."He opened his mouth and she pushed forward to stuff her fat nipple between his lips.She groaned at the feel of his wet warm mouth on her tit."Suck it, baby," she purred. "Suck Mommy's big tittie. Chew it if you want. Don't be afraid, let me feel. When she was particularly out of it, he slipped her the note.“What’s this?”“Nothing. It’s far a school trip to the museum,” he answered, not bothering to specify which.“Long as I ain’t got to takes ya. It’ll give me a chance to sleep in!”And like that, she signed it without ever glancing at it.Yet, as bad as his mother was, his father wasn’t any better. A notorious alcoholic, his wife’s illness sent him seeking the refuge of the bottle—which left his son to clean up the empties so the house. The thunder of the deluge roars from the roof, echoing around the room, sounding a contralto note to the bass voicings of the thunder in the clouds.I hold you to me tightly, at once thrilled and scared by the storm. You wrap your arms around me, and open your legs so I can snuggle between them. Storms invariably bring out the wild woman in me, and you never fail to give me what I need each time. I shiver in anticipation of the pleasure we will drown in together."You're shivering," you whisper. Let me go and finish the housework before your masi arrives or else I will get a scolding. She smiled and picked up her clothes and went away to the kitchen. I picked up my lucky towel and went for another shower after having a bath I went to the living room, where food was kept ready on the table and Nanda was just pouring a glass of water for me. I sat down to eat lunch and she fussed over me asking me if I needed anything else. No Nanda, I think there is enough here why don’t you go and eat.