I curtsy and reply ?Immediately Goddess?. I proceed to the kitchen and put on the water for the tea, arrange the serving set on the tray and place va...ious types of tea biscuits/crackers on a platter. I inwardly groan at how full my pussy is and how the butt plug shifts/moves with every dainty step I take in my heels. I have just completed setting the dining room table when I hear the doorbell. Moments later I hear Goddess say ?Well don’t just stand there Slut – get a move on and answer the. .uske boobs chusne laga aur katne laga…wo moan kr rahi thi…aaaahhhhhh…aaahhhhhhh, lekin use bhi darr tha so aawaz km kr rahi thi wo….karib 15 minute tk uske boobs chusne k baad maine uski salwar mein hath daala aur nada khol kr salwar neeche kr di…..phr main uski panty pe hath ghumane laga, she was all wet….Phr maine uski chut pe hath firaya, she was all clean shaved n what a soft pussy she had….main uske clitoris ko rub karne laga which made her gone wild….wo mere baalo mein hath ghuma rahi. .I only became aware of Anjali next to me when she gently took the letter out of my hand and gave me a handkerchief."You will want to keep that," she said, setting the letter on the table in front of me. Then she folded herself into my lap. I wrapped my arms around her and buried my face in her hair, so my tears wet her head instead of Felicity's letter. Eventually, I lifted my head, mopped up and released my grip on Anji. She squirmed round and straddled my lap, her jeans-clad crotch pressed. I hadn’t paid it much attention at first. He didn’t seem like the kind of man who went for a woman like me. A lush woman. A woman who had the kind of curves that scared most men off. Their loss. And if it wasn’t for a few too many tequila Jell-O shots, and a dare to teach the gals a bellydance move, it could have been my loss too. But there I was, up on the coffee table, precariously balanced on the balls of my chubby bare feet, showing them how to roll their hips. I had no idea he was.