Kaka maa k gand mei se lund nikal karFir se maa ko position pe lake unki patli kamar ko pakada aur is baar meri maa ko niche kicte rahe meri maa upar ...thna chahati thi par kaka ne apne hawas k takat se meri maa ki gand ki ched mei apna pura lund dalne laga 1 min k andar andar kaka ka pura lund meri maa k gand mei ghus chuka tha aisa lag ra tha ki mama ki gand ka ched kaka ke lund ko aise pakad rahi thi mano bat handle ka grip. Maa ki gand mei jahan kaka ka lund ghusa tha wahan pe maa ki gand ek. This one caught my eye as it was written by Lydia." She wrote it on home schooling practices," I said, "and it was published only a few months before she died. She was very pleased with the way it came out." I imagine she was. It's very readable and the illustrations and resource references are wonderful." I think it's still selling on Amazon. The publisher sent 30 copies that are down in the storage area. Why are you up so early?"She looked at me with a concerned expression. "I had another. He must have realised I couldn't talk freely."Sure, I'll come to the Hall at about - what? Six o'clock." That would be fine. See you then."I hung up and went back to the table."I can never get off the phone as quickly as that with my mum," shesaid with a smile."Oh well, she knows I'm working." That wouldn't make any difference to her." She paused and looked atme inquiringly. "Hey, you were a bit nosy at the Becketts place thismorning." What do you mean?" I asked, though I knew exactly what. A few ripples run through me and I gasp. I can smell my juices and breathe them in. I watch myslef as I use two fingers to part my lips. They are so wet and I slip two fingers inside. I thrust them gently up and down then bring them to my mouth. I savour the moment as I lick my own juice. This is me, how I taste - warm, strong, musky. I start to stroke all along the length of my folds, watching how my body reacts. I raise one hand to my breast and gently massage it while I move my other hand to.