It was Beth, of course, her likeness, as Henry saw her, cast in bronze, life-sized, nude, stretching up on tiptoe, reaching up, seeming almost to touc... the sky.Gosh it was beautiful -- she was beautiful, is beautiful!"My point is, this statue, Henry's work, shows the power of the human spirit to overcome any obstacle. When you see this statue you'll know that, while he may be blind, Henry's 'vision' knows no limits, that 'handicapped' is not a word that applies to him, that he sees deeper, with. She was sitting next to me while I was lying on the bed. While pumping her boobs I asked “Bhabhi what about my gift, did you cleand…..” she looked at me and just closed her eyes in a way that I knew it was a yes. I quickly took my hands from her boobs to her pussy area now. She was sitting and just for formality resisted a little.I was not able to feel her pussy from there, I then quickly took my hands out from there and then pushed my hands from below her nighty, she grabbed my hands and said. ‘Oh, fuuuuuck, I’m cuuuuuuuuummming you bastaaaard,’ she screamed as her orgasm hit her like a freight train. I continued to ram her cunt which had turned into a pulpy mess but she could take no more and pushed me off leaving my pussy juice covered cock twitching in the cold air. Taking deep breaths to fill her lungs, she once more sank to her knees and took my sticky shaft in her mouth and sucked and licked hard. The end of my cock felt like a million nerve endings and the roughness of her. On about the last day before they were coming home I was a bit bored, my mum was being annoying and so I went to ‘walk the dogs’. I was sitting on their sofa watching tv, but nothing much was on so I decided to explore the house. I was going from room to room and found two rooms which looked like they were being slept in, then I got to the master bedroom and so it looked like the husband had moved out of the room. I sat down on her bed and started to look in her beside draws, there were a few.