It is a plot in which we’ve constructed only two rooms.We usually rent it out for 3-4k Rs a month to small families. In that plot we had also made a...small jhuggi for a dhobi and his wife, and his family had been living in that small jhuggi for around 10-11 years, as caretakers. It helps, as they keep the house and plot area clean and also look after it. Around 2 years ago the dhobi died because of his ill health (heard that he died because he was a drunkard). During that time we were not having. As your hands guide me into you, my tongue begins to probe the inner folds of your pussy. I taste your wetness, which has risen to the surface, and curl the tip of my tongue to catch the initial offering. Greedily, I swallow your juice. Moaning softly, you push my head further into your cunt. In response, my hands move from behind you to the front to pull your reddened lips apart further. I spread your wetness along your opening, enjoying immensely the salty and tangy taste of you. Thick, clear. After a couple of hours of lovey-dovey cuddling and dozing off, Markstarted to get up. He wondered what to do next. Lysa sat up beside him,realizing his predicament."Let's help you out of those clothes, Marcia," she teased. He didn'tmind it. But he did wonder if he had made some sort of telltale signabout what he was thinking while they were making love. First, Lysaunzipped his dress and helped him step out of it before leading himinto the bathroom. There, once again, Mark was face to face with. On this particular day, it was a Wednesday afternoon. The fifth period bell rang as the students gathered their belongings and rushed for the door. Angel would sigh with relief knowing another day was slowly coming to an end. She rose from her seat and readjusted her baggy blue jeans. This frustrated her as they didn’t sit right on her hips, but were the only few pairs she had that would fit her larger thighs and ass. Tossing her belongings into her oversides bag, she threw it over her shoulder.