"Continuing to masturbate herself, she hears her mothers voice once again. Relucently, she stops, getting herself out of bed and into the shower,"I gu...ss the only way I can get myself off like that is when I'm high." Maybe I can bust that mexician kid again and get some more pot?"After her shower Stacy dresses herself in her sexiest black panties,"Oh that feels so good!"as they come in contact with her still swollen clit. Removing a short terrycloth sundress with thin straps,"I wouldn't dare. .. but lots of nights. It was especially bad when I was unhappy or mad, or afraid about something.”She was quiet for so long that I almost said something.“The other night, when I got in bed with you? That’s the first night I felt like I had my monkey back.”“Thanks a lot,” I groused. I couldn’t help it. I had been reduced to the status of replacement, stuffed monkey.“You don’t understand,” she said, patiently. “I felt complete again for the first time since I threw him away. I felt safe. I felt. .Then we rolled over and woh mere uppar aagayi…Meri chest ko lick karne lagi….Meri nipples ko..Meri shirt maine dance karte samay nikal di thi…… Usne mere jeans k button apne muu se khole…….. And woh mere underwear k upar beth k apni hip hilane lagi….I was on cloud 9….. Phir something happened i couldn’t imagine….. Baarrissh……Kya timing tha..Sachi mumbai ki baarish ka koi bharosa nhi….Bus phir kya ha hum barish me bheegne lage…Kya lag rhi thi wo barish mei…..Hum dono utah gaye…..And mei uski. I replied “Oh, it was nothing; we work together and decided to hang out a bit.” I indeed had a very good time with the slut! She’s a married English teacher and her husband was out of town for the weekend, so ... anyway.Shae said, “So, she’s not your girlfriend or anything?”“Nothing of the kind. She’s OK ... but not really my type.”“What is your type?”I pulled a few more weeds, sat back to look at her, and replied, “It’s kind of tough to say, kiddo; someone who I can just hang out with and be.