. agar woh sadi bhi pehne to bhi unka navel saaf dikhta tha . ek din meri tabyat kharab hone ke karan main soya huan tha aur sir a gaye aunty ne unhe ...ehene ke baad sir mujhe dekhne aa gaye phir light off kar ke mujhe kahan ki so jao .. aur dusre kamre main chale gaye . aunty ne sir ko chaye disir aaj puri tarah man bankar aayen they ki aaj kuch ho jaye jab aunty cup utha ke kitchen ki taraf badhi tab sir ne apna pant khol diya aur undies main aa gayeaunty== ye kya kar rahein hoosir– ek baar. Eto boro bara ta ke Mar mukhe dhukiye dichhilo aar balchhilo khaoo chosoo ahhn ahh han chosoo ahhhhh ahhh khaooooo jore jore ahhh aar khub jore jore kayak ta jhatka mere Mar matha ta dhare chepe nilen barar upore aar ballen Shona amar jachheee naooooo aar sarasari Mar galai feda dhala suru korlenn, uff Ma duhath diye or komor ta ke thelchhilo mukher theke bara ber karar janye kintu tini chhadeni sesh bindu projonto tar galai dhele bara ta ber korlen. Ma khub jore jore kayekta swas nilenoo aar. As suspected, no panties. Her pubic area’s neat low haircut is exposed to my face. I put the tip of my nose into the top of her slit. My tongue, finds it’s way to her lower area, tasting her, embedding her, to my memory. All the while, we could hear other women entering, and leaving adjoining stalls. The click of heels against the tile floor, the steady stream of others relieving themselves, due I’m sure, to the alcohol they had consumed. As I lick at her clit, the sweet smell of her scent. She then added, “She’ll have all that figured out by the time she gets to Brick’s house. Oh! Oh! Wasn’t Eda staying over at Sammy’s? If so, maybe Dr. Candi could tie that into having to come and help Lisa with her scary skin flare up.”“We’re just gonna kill ourselves thinking of ‘what ifs’, Cano,” I said as I rubbed my hand over her arm.“Yeah, you’re probably right,” she softly replied and bounced her head softly against the head rest.“Do you wanna sing a song or two at church?” I asked to.