This one is quite the beauty!”Slowly he walked round Barbara, his eyes taking in all her natural assets. She felt like a slab of meat that was been ...ssessed by a butcher.“She’s quite the hottie, eh?” beamed the Panties King, “Well worth the 100K I’m asking!”Looking down Barbara saw the tattered remnants of her Bat costume on the floor. The Panties King wasn’t even mentioning that he was selling the fabled Batgirl! As well as been a crap villain he was a crap salesman.“However,” the Arab said,. The servant rampratap is of my age.As I faced problems in managing work he helped me for free.He used to come to our house occasionally to give sweets from his owner during pujas or to invite us on behalf of his masters for social gatherings. Sometimes our landlady would send him to ask for sugar or spices. I developed a relationship with him. One day i found out even though nobody send :he used to manage an excuse to enter my room when my husband used to be out for duty. I used to breast feed. I was wondering if maybe we could time things and cum together.She parted her pussy for me, then laughed. looking up at me with that knowing smile, she started to pee a stream. It shot out from her hot pink center. I was surprised it went so far. I found myself unable to pull my eyes away from her. When her finger disappeared up into her, I could see how wet and shiny her cunt was. It must have been dripping.What I would have given to have a taste, but alas, she was married. As much as I wanted. Why not? Why would she not tell him? Was it because she thought what we were doing together might need to stay a secret?After talking with Dad and discussing our chances of making the play-offs, I returned to the kitchen to be with Mom. She poured us wine and we sat and talked. I noted that she was particularly animated, but she seemed a little nervous, too. I didn't know if I was pushing too much, doing it at just the right pace, or what. Funny, she seemed to be keeping her arms crossed over.