Woh sab mere papa ke dost the itna mujhe malum tha. Woh log meri mummy ki gaand ko aur jhang ko dekh rahe the aur gandi gandi bate kar rahe the. Ek un...le kah rahe the mere papa se relate karke, “Kya sahi wife mili hai, bohut din tak maza degi,” aur ye kah ke sab hasne lage waha pe.Ek uncle ne us uncle ki bat ka reply dete hue kaha, “Sahi kaha yaar bohut kadak hai. Abhi bhi maintain karke rakhi hai apne body ko.” Ek uncle the jo chup hoke pi rahe the aur lagatar meri mummy ki gaand ko dekh rahe. "Thats gotta be Gavin, one sec dude." I walk in to his house and to his door, I open the door and sure enough it's Gavin. "Dude you're gonna shit yourself when you see this shit!" I beckon him inside and shut the door. "How much is it?" He asks. "A fucking quarter bud, A quarter." His jaw also practically drops. He whips out his bong as we walk back outside. Josh has finished packing mine and his. "Thanks dude, Josh, Hook Gavin up with a dime." Josh nods and tosses the zip-lock baggie to Gavin,. I decided to call in some help, I needed someone I could trust and not have to tell all the facts to. I didn't want anyone to know what happened to Jill. The person I picked had to be willing to get his hands dirty. There was one person I felt fit the bill, my old friend from college, Billy Mason.I need to regress and explain a little about Billy. We went to college together, we were both on the football team. I was a second string end, but Billy was a starting guard. He was a black man who. I live on the 6th floor and the nextapartment block is some distance away and as I can't see what is going onin any of the rooms in that block I reckon they can't see what I'm doingeither. I started the video and settled down on the settee to watch.A secretary is working at a desk in an office. She is sitting with herlegs some way apart and the camera is looking up her skirt. She, like me,is wearing stockings and silky panties. One of her hands reaches down andshe starts fingering her pussy.