Ive got some washing mum in the laundry basket do you want me to put it on before I go to college. No that's alright Hun I can do it later. Paul loved...the feel of liz hand around his cock wanking him slowly while he was perving over Kaitlyn his eyes admiring her tight teen body her jeans hugging her tightly showing her lovely curves his eyes looking directly at the crouch, wondering what sort of panties she was wearing or wether she shaved that sweet pussy or just trimmed it.liz felt Paul spurt. .she was gorgeous..no way she was looking like a mother of four year old kid.. Rakesh introduces me to her saying “hey Shweta ..this is Mohan my best friend from college”..she said “Hi Mohan..”..for which I said “Hi Shweta..”…She was in a blue transparent saree and my crazy habit kicked in..hunting for the navel..and since I was busy getting in I wasn’t able to see her navel..my friend said to freshen up and eat lunch..I took bath and came out to have lunch..by then Shweta had arranged items on. ’ ‘Hope you don’t mind.’ Peter was worried but his voice was no whisper and the director’s grunt cut across Peter’s conversation. ‘Peter, will you stop whispering sweet nothings into that poor girl’s ear and read the part of the villain.’ Blushing furiously, Peter stood and began reading. This was the part he obviously wanted and threw everything into the words, twirling an imaginary moustache, waving the mortgage on high and enjoying himself immensely unaware of the laughter about him. ‘Stop!. Some, especially her father, might have looked down on her as being a whore or a slut but Kelly didn’t care. She was living life on her own terms and wouldn’t have traded it for anything in the world. She loved the freedom of her sexuality. The serenity of the moment was suddenly broken by angry voices from below. Kelly glanced down in the direction of the commotion and a surge of fear and disgust rose in her belly. Not more than a dozen feet from the base of the wooden stairs leading from her.