I met Carmella Hernandez at an Irish pub called Darragh's wearing black khakis and a purple dress shirt both by Hugo Boss. My sneakers were the cheape...t black Vans in the store. Carmella Hernandez was a 40 year old fourth generation Mexican-American woman who lacked any kind of accent. She weighed 77 kg and was 175 cm tall. Her hair was wavy, parted in the middle and not a single one was grey. Her bust was modest but her nipples were enormous, standing out against her scarlet blouse. She wore. She was very joyful and used to mingle with everyone, her name is Pooja busty with good boobs and a ass to feast on. She was my senior and we used to chat a lot as she was a joy full person, I always commented on her looks and lips, I loved her lips, whenever I saw her lips I felt like smooching her and loving her lips, she used to smile on my comments, once I saw her husband when he came to pick her up from office, the right next day I told pooja, hey seriously your husband is lucky to have. I pulled away saari and blouse . I remained topless and entered into bathroom. I pissed and laid on bed. I closed eyes. I certainly was tired. Vinod has not allowed me to sleep last four nights. I drifted to sleep soon. But I woke up with load over me and someone kissing me. I opened eyes, it was babu.“ babu, I told you..it is just matter of few more nights, we will have fun like before , don’t do such things which will defame me, anyone one can come and see us. “Babu was squeezing boobs .“. Patty squinted at him,wondering why his face looked so familiar."Yes?" She held the door open, automatically drawing the robe tightacross her tits."Hi," the boy said. He smiled. "My name's Henry. You know my mum,Margaret Kelly?"Patty flushed, instantly feeling a cold sense of trepidation. Whatreason could Margaret have for sending her son to visit her?"Y-yes, I know her," Patty stammered. "What do you want to see meabout?" Well, it's not too good to explain it out here." Henry smiled,.