Your mother has been more of a mother to me than she'll ever be."Mary said, "I'm sorry. I didn't realize." Mary, I'm not mad at you. It's just the way...this society is. Blood is everything, no matter what that person did or didn't do. Throw in a couple of bucks a month to the deserted child and that parent is practically a god. She gave up the right to be my mother when she took off thirteen years ago. I know it's not politically correct but the fact that she's dying now doesn't change. And, without speaking, Alice stood, and took Lorraine by the hand and led her upstairs.The love that had grown between them that day was now being unleashed. Lorraine had never wanted sex so badly before. When they had made love the first time in San Monique it had been warm and tender, this time it was hot and frantic. Their tongues entwined feverishly, they bit and squeezed each other’s nipples and they huddled together in 69 to drink the oozing hot juices of their sex.One orgasm did not. Binns' dresser, a memento of his dead wife. After spending the night with Steve's cock wedged deep in her pussy - along with two loads of cum from their bedtime fuck - and a wake-up fuck this morning Cindy mentioned that her own panties just weren't hot enough for her seduction plans Steve had offered her this pair. Since she'd slipped the thongs on with Steve's cum still sloshing around in her fuck hole they'd been soaked as soon as she'd put them on, and since she'd been looking forward to. It was my wedding night and my friends have brought me into the room decorated with silken drapes, red roses & white jasmines. I was very tired after the wedding, so to freshen myself I took a bath and changed into my wedding night saree. As you know this is the night when my husband will overcome all the hesitancy and pleadings from me. I also knew that he is also a virgin like me.As I sat on the bed, my husband rohith came to me. He smelled of after-shave, wedding smells- you know,.