.i then got up and said sorry , sorry mam .. And gave her the towel.. She was trying to hide her modesty.. she had pubic hair which was grown and cove...ed perfectly.. While falling over her i even kissed her mouth once.. She then got the towel and i gone out .. i came back at 8 pm..These things happened at 6 pm.. i decided to seduce her however possible by today..I once again said sorry.. She said no problem and i went in the other room.. we used to sleep in separate rooms.. I thought that if we. It is not linear, it will probably bore you, but I write it and dedicate it as a lasting shrine to my mistress, Smriti. The story will have too many things I have not told; it will have too many gaps in the plot. Don’t read it if you don’t wanna. And yes, this is my first story, but I’ll not have spelling or grammar errors; if Smriti finds errors in this, I am dead! And I’m not revealing my name. Smriti calls me “Baby” so “Baby” I shall be. I am reachable at Assume the story to be not true or. I hated to admit it, but the lotion felt wonderful, my skin so buttery smooth and soft once it had seeped in. I caught myself massaging my breasts with the lotion for what must have been a few minutes, lost in a moment of pleasure as my nipples were so sensitive. My brain screamed at me to snap myself out of the trance, struggling to remind my body that I was a man trapped inside of all of this. I finished up with the lotion and took the towel off of my head. I blow dried my hair and then. The window was open a little so he could hear them talking. And he about jumped out of his skin at what he heard.“My darling little girl, you have always been so willing to please your old father. What would I have done these last few years without you? And you are just as beautiful now as the first day you revealed your passion to me. I am so proud of you.” Said Seth’s grandfather. Then he heard his mother moan out, and he didn’t think it was from a hug or anything else. He looked around the.