Next day was Sunday, and I offered to go to her house for giving her injection. She was little reluctant. The other woman named, Anita helped in my pl...n. Next morning I went to her house. I parked my car and reached up to the door bell. The door was opened by the young lady. She was in dark blue sleeveless suit, with dupatta wrapped around her fair arms. She made me to sit in the living room. Today, she smiled and was very friendly. I asked about Anita. She said that Anita and didi (landlady). I didn’t care a bit that she was watching. Relief came quickly as cum spurted almost to my chin. Liz handed me a roll of toilet paper and encouraged me to get ready so we could go. I cleaned up and grabbed a fresh matching strapless bra and panty set. I slipped into a pale yellow sundress and grabbed my sandals out of the closet. I checked my hair and makeup in the mirror noting that Liz was nodding her approval. I grabbed a small handbag with cash and a key in it, heading towards the door. The town was quiet. Then he remembered; there was a big match on tonight. He could imagine the scenes in the Paradiso. Women would be standing in groups around the big TV screen, cheering every time one of the players had his shirt pulled. The stadium would be filled with women baying for one team or the other. And in the Paradiso, there would be more vodka being drunk than usual.He got back to his flat. The doorway was criss-crossed with black and yellow police tape. "Crime Scene : Do Not. You got anything you want say to mommy?Karen looked her mother with downright hate in her eyes.You fucking? You fucking cocksucking whore!... How could you this to us?? Karen snarled at her mother.?Hey Mark? your whore of a mother was too busy sucking cocks to hear you?Want to go over and tell her good?... it?d be great!...Want to?? Betty asked Mark.Mark shifted uneasily in his chair and glanced at his sister. He couldn?t tell if his sister?s face showed shock or amusement. Mark struggled with.