" She returned with a brush. A couple of minutes later she grunted "When was the last time you had a hair trim?" "Um, last summer?" Next week you are ...etting a make over. Your split ends have split ends that have split ends." When she finished, she opened the closet door to reveal a full-length mirror. "Well, you won't scare too many little kids." I stared at my reflection. I looked like my fathers' mother. She was a big-boned German woman. Except for the hair, which she always wore in a bun,. Nisha-I could feel when I sat on your lap.I smiled in a shy manner. She kept her both hands on my shoulders and said, “Raj, I am a bit tired. Can you give me a neck massage? I was feeling a bit shy as my parents were home. I thought, what will they think. I took some courage and started to massage her neck.From behind, I could see her cleavage bouncing. I wanted to grab them but was worried what if someone catches us. She smiled and said, “Raj, how is your little monster?” I got unsettled and. He rubbed his cock on my wet pussy lips, making his tip wet with my juice, fuck shaun was about to enter my pussy?, stop shaun, please!!, not my pussy baby?, you can fuck my ass-hole!!!, sorry Melissa, and he began to touch my ass-hole with his tip, or fuck yes, as he pushed it in, in one deep thrust, i yelped in pain and pleasure, he placed his hands on my hips, as he thrusters back and forward, my bed was squeaking like crazy at the fast rate he pushing himself into my ass-hole, fuck yes!!!,. ”Bridget snapped at me, “No fucking way in hell.”Just then we both heard her mother calling out, “Bridget it’s past your curfew.”Bridget looked at me holding her pants and her panties then she said, “Okay if you can cover for me.”I called out, “Mrs. Garrison, Bridget is over here helping me. I’ll send her home in a few minutes if that’s okay with you.”She called back, “Okay as long she is with you and not some boy. Send her home when you are done with her.”I smiled at Bridget and then said, “In.