Why am I here anyway?" Daddy, I've been here ever since we brought her here," said Samantha. I needed a chance to go home and shower and change clothe.... It might be nice to see my husband again too. Darren has been great. He sat with her for a couple of hours yesterday to give me a break but I couldn't ask him to do it again. You know that he really doesn't like mom." He used to get along with her fine until..." I let it drop. "But now, maybe it's not that he doesn't like her. Maybe he's just. Yet, her he was and her she was. It was no or never. He knew that this is what he need to make himself feel better.“Hi” the long legged woman said as she came up to him. “I’m Susan”.“I’m Adam” he replied with his eyes averted. Without being offered a seat she pulled out the chair directly across the way from him and sat down. “So, why don’t you tell me why you wrote that ad, and how you think that I can help you”. She said, in a nice voice, but there was still a hint of a command in there.It. Let me explain the situation, I was sitting relaxed on the couch in front of the TV, with my dick and balls out of my boxer. She sitting adjacent to me had a jar of Nutella with her. With the help of her fingers, she scooped out a heavy lump of Nutella and then rubbed it all over my groin.She emptied almost half of the jar on my cock and balls. “We might need more tomorrow,” she said jokingly. Then she uniformly wiped the cream all over my rod, with frequent strokes. She parted the foreskin by. She did not try to cover herself with the pallu but was holding on to her ankle and I noticed that she had a beautiful slim anklet on the right foot only. “oooooooooooooooowwwwwwwwww it hurts ouhhchhhhh” she was in pain she had twisted her ankle. I asked her if I could help her on the bed and she agreed. She gave me her hand I helped her get up. As she bent down before she got on her feet I saw those mangoes hanging waiting to be sucked and my mouth watered. As she limped towards the bed and.