You caress my inner thighs, ever so close to my balls, but never more than brushing them.Finally, with one last kiss on each nipple, you move down my ...ody until you have your nose at the top of my pubic hair. You kiss me lightly and rub your nose in it savoring the feel.As you do this, your hand has moved to my balls, massaging and tugging them. Finally, you lift your head away and lay it on my thigh, close to my balls. You lift them up in your hand, bringing them to your lips, kissing and. I said Iwas sorry, I would paint her mother's hallway, I promised her I would,but please, I begged, please let me change into some normal decoratingclothes.She was still very angry, furious even, she wouldn't listen to my pleasas I begged her and in the end I just had to go along with her. Shesupervised my putting the steps and tools into the boot of the car, thenshe demeaned me further, telling me to get into the passenger seat. Itwas unusual for her to drive, but she did so without a word.. ” Charlie did as she commanded and as he moved over to her, he caught a glimpse of her tightly puckered asshole and juicy tight slit. Charlie quickly unbuckled his belt before wetting his fingers with his tongue. Reaching over her, he started to rub her swollen clitoris with two fingers. Rosita moaned loudly as she pulled his jeans down with one hand. Only the thin material of Charlie’s boxer shorts concealed his raging hard on from her. In one mighty tug, his manhood sprung to attention. Mom was silent on the back seat. Usually, Divya, mom, and I would always chat about something or the other. But there was an uneasy silence between us. We reached home. The day passed as Divya and dad were at home, and it was a Sunday. The next morning Divya woke me by 8.30. I told her I wanted to take a break. I wanted some time to come out of what had happened between Masi and me. Divya asked me to inform mom and dad. I went to the kitchen. Mom was busy packing lunch for Dad.I told her that I.