She of course didn't know that Alice had changed course and the moral code that she had once discussed with Kerry was now very much a thing of the pas.... Kerry hadn't mentioned to Alice that she had sucked her husband off or that the night before she had left on her last visit they had fucked in her room, she still smiled at the thought and wondered if the opportunity would service again. The ring of the phone was a darn nuisance it came just as the bloke ramming his cock up her very cum coated. Me: me phr nhi samjha aunty ap kya bol rhe ho ,saaf saaf batao na.Aunty: lakshmi bta rhi thi k tu holi kuch jyada ache se mnaya is bar.Me: achha , or kya kya bataya apko lakshmi aunty ne saaf saaf batao na aunty.Aunty: saaf saaf sunna chahta h tu?Me: hn aunty.Aunty: usne batya ki kaise tune uski gaand mari,uski chut bazai or apna land kis berhmi se chusaya use holi pe or sale jbse mene ye sb suna h na mere andr aag lagi hui h.Aunty k mooh se ye sb sunke me to bs naach utha me aunty k pas gaya. . I’ve got to admit, it was sort of interesting watching Mom get used like a slut.Not just like a slut, I realized. My Mom was a slut - she’d known this guy for what, 40 minutes before bringing him home and letting him fuck her in like ninety different positions.I even rubbed a few out myself, just watching them. I know, I know - it’s not like I was into what I was watching, but I’d been so worked up when I was interrupted ... and people fucking are people fucking, even if it is your tramp of. The sign around his neck declared the poor fellow a runaway slave. Neither Julie nor I liked the punishment.“We really are strangers in a strange land,” I muttered.“A dangerous place,” Julie answered with steel in her tone, an uneasy look passed between us.“It is out of our hands,” Scratch replied. “Yes, we tell all the recruits to wander the city in pairs. People do disappear from the streets, even though the residents don’t talk about it much.” The full impact of his comment didn’t sit well.