“Ellie, that was amazing.” Stan told her, kissing her on her throat. “You are a clone of your mother. I wouldn’t be able to tell you apart if ... were to have you both in a dark room. I have never seen such a similarity in two women.” His breath was returning to normal. “What time is it?” Ellie asked. Stan checked the clock on the night stand. 9:45 he said. “Good we still have time for another round.” She said and with that she curled close to Stan and began to rub his shrinking cock. “Oh to be. She raised an eyebrow, as if mildly interested."That's one of the reasons I let his friend fuck me, the thing that started this whole business. Just to teach him a lesson. You've got to have more than a big prick to be a good lover. You've got to really care about the other person. That's why I've come to like women so much better than men. They understand, they care. You know that." No, I don't." You like fucking with me. You can't deny that. I saw the way you were looking at Maria too. You. And I told that I was elder than him and please see me like his sister. But he doesn’t care my words. And he moved his hands down and wrapped my stomach. I made a weak try to break his hands. But Varun strongly tied me. Then I showed the co-operative mind to him. He took the right hand from there and circled my navel. I fell into a great emotion and murmured “ah…oh…..varun…. I like it…please do more …ah.” These sounds made him hotter. He called me “Ramya akka…..”, he placed one hand on my left. "Because it's true, stupid. And because if we didn't, people are going to get suspicious as to why you stayed over, and they're going to know at least that much from little miss gossip back there."He couldn't imagine the guy that just put him in a chokehold as 'little miss gossip, ' but he knew that was a tangential issue. "I don't think people would assume that I'm ... with your mother..." Right, because you fucking aren't. Stop saying things like that. I don't want anyone to pop up from.