It was odd to hear another woman referring about the sex he had with his own mother. However, he felt a thrill listening to the woman who sounded naug...ty for the very first time. He had always looked upon Mamta as a respectable woman with tremendous teaching skills.”Sit down,” Bunty gathered the courage to speak while his eyes kept watching his best friend’s mother. “I will be back in a moment after some clean up.””That’s fine,” Mamta replied with a wink as she settled onto the couch. Bunty. When he was sauced, which seemed like an every day occurance, he wasn't a very pleasant person to be around. He would stumble around the house yelling and screaming at his wife and children, frequently slapping them around if he thought they weren't listening to his rants, or they were doing something he thought they shouldn't be doing. During her father's benders Nena always made sure she stayed as far away from him as possible so as not to expose herself to his drunken wrath.Nena's real name. She had on a very large man's white shirt with rolled up sleeves and penny loafers on her feet ... with pennies."Whose grand child?" The old fella you bought this from." She had a sprinkle of freckles across the bridge of her nose.It was at that moment Bill looked into emerald green eyes. It might not have been love at first sight but it was definitely lust. Deep green eyes, freckles and dark red hair ... Bill's perfect girl!Bill had found out one thing for sure. The plane went along when he. It began just as she had hoped with his lips full and soft taking her mouth, the arms she yearned for wrapping themselves about her body and his hands pressing into her flesh to feel every curve she possessed. There was no talk just the two of them holding on so tightly as if their bodies were melting into one. His lips... god his lips were magic! There were no other lips she longed for than his. As his tongue filled her mouth with such pleasure his hands swept her form. As long as.