" came the reply from behind the door. Jen had been watching TV. I started surfing thru the channels for something we could watch. Moments later the b...throom door opened with a wall of steam rolling out. Jen walked out wearing nothing but one of the t-shirts I carried in my emergency bag. Her hair was still wet from the shower. All of sudden a twinge came over me. I'd never visualized my daughter this way before. Jen was 5'8" with long naturally curly blonde hair like her mother. Her abundant. A new beginning was here.I was a sixteen-year-old infant girl. I needed to learn and learn quickly. Iwould do so at a pace I could handle though and not let others push me toofast again! The cost was much too high.Grace helped me into the car and buckled my seat belt. She gave me a pat onthe shoulder and smiled.I remembered I hadn't called Barbara! I just had given her a wave and blewher a kiss when I had left early this morning. I would have to call herright away! I wonder what my mother and. Let me describe Kavitha. She was aged around 35, 5.5” tall, dark complexion and oily face. She was wearing creamy colored salwar kameez with a dark blue lehenga. Forget about her description her hunger for sex made the whole encounter unforgettable.I inched close to her with our eyes fixated onto each other. I could sense her long deep breaths. I pushed her by the tummy to the closest wall. I moved my lips close to her. She immediately cupped my face and started kissing me. It was a long wet. Slowly I took it up at her boobs.my one eye was slightly open noticing her.she was still sleeping.so I pressed her boob slowly. Suddenly she opened her eyes and looked at me.she thought I was sleeping. but surprisingly she did not removed my hand and closed her eyes again.i was surprised. so I pressed it even harder. and pinched her nipple.it got rock hard!.i knew that when women get horny their nipples get hard.i knew she was loving it. after some time I stopped it and slept because mom was in.