She starts to twist her head sideways with closed eyes , while my one hand was massaging her spot. I goes down licking her navel.She vibrates and make...sound “shhshshshhhshshhhh” presses my head in her tummy while my hand were massaging her Buttocks.She someway pushed me down the floor, asking me lay the carpet (Paayee) . she strips her sarree and blouse apart and takes my lungie in hurry, I cant control that.i removed my tsirt . I tightly embrassed her as my tool presses in her spot. I presses. Neither of us have any brother or sisters, not even a father. All we have for living relatives are our two mothers. Samantha has never met my mother nor have I met her mother.One week we made a mutual decision to get married for income tax reasons along with other advantages that being married can offer. We decided that two weeks would be a good time because Samantha’s period would be over for the honeymoon and it was the off season to travel to the Caribbean. The hotel that Samantha booked. Sometimes with Tami or Vicki in too, if one of them was spending the night with us.But I had gone to be alone after my disastrous date with Emily. I wasn’t sure if I was happy or not that Zoe had gone along with my request for some alone time.I got back from my morning run to find her at the table eating with Emily, who decided she was done eating the moment I walked into the room.As Emily left the dining room, with one sidelong glare cast my way, I sat in a chair across from Zoe with a. Now it was her turn to not meet his gaze.“Yes, go on.”While she started stammering about some financial problems at home, Michael’s brain was in overdrive. He could almost feel it humming inside its skull. He had never felt so aware of his surroundings. And at the same time, he had no control over what he was saying or even thinking. It was like someone was driving his brain at full capacity and all he could do was observe and record. It was unsettling but, unarguably, it was also marvelous..