. you'll be fine" and againg fucking her warm cunt."Ahhhhhhh..... Leo....Please.... Please... Ahhhh god, it feels so gooooood." As I pumped her faster...and faster, I could feel my shot loading up. With every thrust I was getting closer and closer to cumming. She sensed this and she moaned, "Ahhhhhhhh... oh god, your cock feels so fucking good in my pussy.... Yes... fuck me, fuck me harder"....I knew I was cumming, "Ahhhh, Monica, I'm cumming" No.... Mmmmmm, please pull out.... ahhhh... no..... I got an idea immediately. I told mom, I will stitch her blouse.Mom: Son, how do you know?Son: Mom, I am a fashion designer and I learned it as part of my course.Mom: She thought for a moment and said okay as there are no other options left.I was very thrilled. We went home, and she arranged for me the sewing machine and the sari. I bought the tape from the cub board.Son: Mom, I need to take the measurement for the blouse.Mom: She laughed and said, Son, you don’t need it as you can use my old. ?It’s almost the best moment of my life, Priya.? I said. ?But you won’t let me whack off for a month???Of course I won’t. This is actually a punishment you can say.? Priya giggled. ?Continue, we have just a few minutes left.?I couldn’t believe how quickly time had passed ever since I began massaging her legs, so I took the last few minutes attempting to kiss the moist bare skin of her buttocks but didn’t succeed entirely. Her mother was soon knocking on the door. ?Priya, it’s dinner. She had seen worse than the cut on his forehead. It was the black that had attracted her attention in the first place. A priest. A goddamn, bloody priest. On her doorstep. She studied his face, but she had never seen him before. He must be new to these parts. The freckles on his cheekbones made him look young, maybe twenty, twenty-five at the most. God, what should she do? Leaving him out in the snow could easily kill him. Taking him in was probably signing her own death warrant. Deirdre stood.