She already had curtains for this guest bedroom and made herself a mental note to look them out from wherever they were stored and ask Pete to put up ...he curtain rail for them.She found Pete in the kitchen with the coffee brewing on the side, while he prepared a saucepan of scrambled eggs and toast for their breakfast. He had heard her moving around. When they sat down at the table, Pete showed her the notes he had made on the kitchen notepad. He had measured up the proposed wall in the sitting. I saw a smile creeping up her lips, I sat on her bed, something wet was there. I could see a patch of white fluid. I understood that she was masturbating again. I looked at her and pointed towards that patch, her face turned red. She was in a trauma, I looked at her fingers, it was glistening. It was still wet from her pussy juices. I then understood why she took long time opening the door.I caught her hand, she was shivering with fear.. I took her fingers and kept it in my mouth. It tasted. Gadi mein to flying squad batha hua tha isliye maza nahin aya who ek mumma choos raha tha aur doosra daba raha tha…. Mom uska lund hila rahi thiMom : man karta hai ki yeh saamp meri gufa mein hi rah fir mom ne uska lund apne muh mein dala aur choosane lagiii…aur who mom kee sari ke andar haath daal ke mom ke garden ko sehla raha tha… fir mom dono taange khol ke khadi ho gayee aur who mom ke saari mein muh daal ke mom ke garden ko chaatne laga….Mom apne haath se apne aamon (mummae) ko daba rahi. God I would love to confront her and admit I had seen her naked, advising her that trimming is required.The apartment block had been successful with a number of good spots under my belt. One middle aged slightly overweight lady who padded around her bedroom in very conservative matching black underwear. Amusing the hell out of me with her jiggling and wobbling. She looked very serious and no don't would have been horrified at me laughing at her near naked self.There was a window near the.