I don't know why, but she seemed a little rough for the dress. Come to think of it, I had rarely seen Carola in a dress. A somewhat strange thought cr...ssed my mind, but I couldn't develop it as immediately Maru appeared at the head of the stairs announcing her entrance herself.I had already seen the dress on the bed and had seen her already almost made up. But I had not seen her already put together. And she really looked very beautiful, the dress was dark navy blue almost black, with the right. " I said, wiping tears from my eyes, taking the base of your cock in my hand again and putting my lips over it. With your hand guiding my lips up and down your shaft I started to get into a rhythm and you started to moan."Very good Stace," you groaned. I put my hands on your bum to steady myself and you pulled your trousers down so I was gripping your bare arse cheeks, squeezing them. "We haven't got long Stace," you say, "You've got to get back to your mum." So I moved my head faster and. It was only me and my mom in the house. Sheetal was also present who was doing some work in the kitchen. The bell rang and in came Pooja aunty. She gave me a naughty smile and took me to my room. She started kissing me. My mom said “Who is it?” and started coming towards my room. I said, “It is Pooja aunty”. She stared at both of us as we were really close and holding each other. She told Pooja aunty, “Why are you such a despo? Do you love my son so much?” Pooja aunty joking replied “Very. The kid is four and a half, and had been traumatised firstly by his mother running off, and then by all the people who used to treat him affectionately who would now have nothing to do with him (nice folks, eh?).We had a 'spot the immature ones' competition; and the boy wasn't the winner. We - that is, all the broody women that live with me, and myself - gave it some thought (nigh on to ten seconds, in all) and took him in. We treated Andrew as another one of the family and he treated us all.