" Then maybe," smiled Ken, "She's not a dream, after all." You're not helping," frowned Joan."Of course, I'm helping," he said, his smile growing larg...r, "I'm listening, aren't I?" Well, yes. But don't you have any suggestions?" I always find it very peaceful to walk in the Garden," he said. "It can help to clear your mind; maybe even help you decide what's real and what's not."And that was all he'd said, remembered Joan as she lay beside her lovers that night. She had ceased to be amazed by. He put on a surly face and opened the door. As expected Hema was at the door. Harish rudely informed her that Sheela was not at home. He did not open the second door nor did he ask her what she wanted. Hema stood her ground and refused to budge , she gave him a smile and said at least open the door. Harish was totally taken aback …he opened the door.She stepped in and asked for a cup of teaHarish cursed under his breath and entered the kitchen. Horror of horrors…Hema followed him..Harish choked. They obviously were younger than Joy and Honey, but it was difficult to determine exactly how much younger they were.I concluded they must be about fourteen, maybe fifteen, but seemed to remember Joy's and Honey's breasts being bigger than theirs when I had first met them. So fourteen was probably as close as I was going to get.My thoughts were interrupted when my twins suddenly attempted to grab the younger two. The younger twins panicked a little and backing away from their bigger sisters.I. And, a wide stone altar was carved out on the floor-center. My mother turned around again and faced me. My cock became painfully stiff. She pulled me up to and freed my cock. She caressed it with her warm soft fingers. It throbbed. She embraced me. Her firm heavy breasts pressed against my bare wide chest. She kissed me fully on my lips.Then she stepped back, caught me by my cock, led me to the altar and pushed me hard. I was down on the altar, on my back. My cock was pointing the roof. She.