His life improved only after Vakil came into it. The feeling was mutual. They behaved cordially in a civil manner with each other but that’s it. Th...y were like strangers living in a house. In spite of being at the head of such a huge sex-trafficking racket, Karan himself wasn’t that much interested in matters of sex. He had fucked, sure but wasn’t that attracted towards the young girls who were part of his business. He was more into older women. Recently his business had obtained a fresh batch. “Of course, between your tortillas and Ramie’s piecrust, I could get an inferiority complex.”“If it weren’t for Miranda, Ramie wouldn’t know how to bake a pie,” Aubrey said. “She could burn water in a Teflon pan.” The two women worked companionably in the kitchen and taking care of the children all day.“I can’t believe they’re telling us we have to move our cattle for them so they can get their survey crews in,” Cole complained as they sat for the late-night supper in the summer. “Let us pause. "Not so easy is it?"She sighed and dropped her cue on the baize, leaning forward fully so I could continue gliding the polished stick like a cellist's bow. I loved the way the wood glistened with her secretions and how it caught just a tiny bit, dragging her flesh with it each time I changed direction.Charlotte moaned when I withdrew. I reached for her scrunched knickers and wiped her juices off the cue with them, then brought them to my face, enjoying her wide-eyed reaction. She smelled. It didn't hide anything. I could see the dark stockings and garter belt under it, and the skimpy panties she was wearing. But the real shocker was while it was tied at the waist, the top part was pulled open, revealing her bare tits all shiny with wetness and hanging on each stiff nipple was something moist and slimy looking. I was glad I'd come to the back door and not the front!"Oooooh Kevy, you're just in time for my special whore d'oeuvre's!" Roberta said with a giggle and pulled me close..