“I didn’t think that through before I opened my yap.”“Good to know what you really think about me,” Phil said evenly. “So, what’s on tap...for you folks today?”“Nothing,” Tiffany answered.“Oh, of course, you probably still planned to have a frat boy or two balls deep right now,” Phil replied.Tiffany reddened.“I guess the truth doesn’t sit well with you,” Phil reported. “Well, you better get used to it. You all better get used to it. Hear anything from your boyfriend this morning, Katelyn?”“No,”. She kissed and licked the bed just as she would have kissed and licked his chest. As she came, she imagined his hands rubbing and squeezing her ass as they used to. She bucked and squirmed against the bed, grunting and then she called out his name."Shit! Bastard!" she screamed at herself immediately afterward. It had been three weeks since their confrontation and she'd thrown the sonofabitch out and yet she was still obsessed. She'd had the strength to throw him out when she realized that he'd. He put his arm around my waist and I resumed my position in his lap. I started feeding him with my hands while he put his hands under my tight kameez and started caressing my breasts. I normally don’t wear bras when I am alone at home. So Sharmajee got an easy access to my boobs and he gently played with them. Then he put his lips on mine, I thought he wanted to kiss.But he inserted his half chewed paratha in my mouth. I ate that piece mixed with his salvia. He then gave few more which also I. On this particular day she wore leggings but she also wore a thick woolly jumper(or sweater as its more commonly known as to US readers) that was long and covered her ass, much to my disappointment. It was winter after all. Under her Jumper she had on a white polo shirt with the collars of the polo shirt folded over the neck of her jumper. Apart from the occasional view of her ass, I never thought of her in a sexual way whatsoever. She was more like a mother figure, she treated me like I.