Our hips met, swaying together to the slow beat. Our upper bodies came slowly together, our tits pressing against each other. Finally, Madhu leaned fo...ward, opened my mouth and started to kiss me. I kissed back at first, maybe out of habit. Then suddenly I pulled back, and half pulled out of her arms."Madhu, no. We shouldn't be doing this. Why are we doing this?" Because, Sumi, Because it feels good," Madhu responded, and kissed me again, and of course, I responded.She was wearing a musky. Fine, so I hired a maid. She wanted to take responsibility for paying the bills—except she forgets to do it! She has an auto club card but does she use it? Fuck no! She calls me when she gets a flat or the car won’t start. She seems to enjoy being a mother and the kids love her but she forgets their doctor appointments, school registration—and I have to handle it. In spite of the fact she doesn’t work, I hired a part time nanny.’ ‘Paul, I wish we had more time. You’ve made quite a breakthrough. Finally I said, “C’mon Ms. Picard, tell me and I’ll pump so much of my hot fucking cream in you, you’ll fucking beg for more...” A few seconds later, Ms. Picard screamed out, “Oh fuck Alex, I don’t fucking know, a lot of them okay, okay, now shoot your fucking cream, c’mon just fucking shoot it, okay…” “Holy fuck,” I thought… I pumped and pumped her pussy and once I couldn’t hold back any longer – Bam - I pumped seed after seed deep into Ms. Picard. As I continued to seed her pussy, she. Now I was eighteen and my sister 21. It was one week from her wedding andher friends, Jane, Ann and Charlotte were round helping her out. Suzycame into my room in floods of tears. Through her sobs she told me thatCharlotte could not make the wedding - she had to go abroad for anemergency work situation and nothing could be done about it. Apart fromlosing her best friend, it meant all the numbers were wrong - 3 groomsmenand 3 bridesmaids, all with special tasks to be done. I hugged hertightly.