"Um, I don't remember." I think you're seventeen," he told her. She seemed accepting of that answer."Where do you live?" was his next attempt."I'm in ...oom 819 with you," she replied, as if he was stupid.James sighed. After taking another bite of the Plig King stuff he tried again."What did you do yesterday?" Um, I don't remember." What about last week?"She shook her head."Did you ever go to school?"Kristy looked at him blankly."Did you ever ride a bike?"Another blank look."Do you know how to. Celia still wore her Festival costume, and in the dark of that little room she seemed the grim specter of death, pale face and hooded robe and all, come to collect me.She sat down and leaned against me. I felt immediately foolish for the intensity of my and for leaving and making a spectacle of myself. Celia, seeming to read my thoughts, rubbed my shoulders and said, "No one is mad." I don't know what came over me. No, that's not true. I know exactly what it was." The Festival must seem strange. I know this sounds crazy, because I’m talking about my mother, but her pussy sure felt good, didn’t it?” “Yeah it did. Please try to get her to let me sleep over again, OK?” “I’ll try, but I’m not guaranteeing anything. We went back to the house and mom was still lounging around in her half open robe. I asked, “Mom, do you think it would be OK if Jack spent the night again next week?” “It’s OK with me if it’s OK with his parents.” She gave me a wink, and a smile. “You better help Jack pack his. Aab meri bari thi uski panty ke upper se uski chut ko chuma aur uski thighs par apne tongue feri aur ferte ferte uske panty line tak aa gaya apne daato se uski panty ko pakad kar utar di aur fir uske pairo ki ungliyo ko chuma aur dhere dhrere uski chut tak aa gata aab tak uska bura haal ho gaya tha to woh zabardasti mere sar ko pakad kar apni chut main ghusa Diya maine uski chut main apne puri tongue ghusa di aur jitne zyada andar dal sakta tha utna andar dal diya aur usse gol ghuma raha tha.