"No more words were needed, as the woman showed Michael a picture from her phone: the photo portrayed Rita out of a steak house, along with a girl and...a young child sitting on the girl's legs, with a silly smile on his face."Whatta dude," Michael felt softened by that pic, "I bet he can eat a hamburger with french fries and still have some space for a chocolate milkshake!"The woman smiled at his words, but a little sadness shaded her eyes."We took this picture about five months ago: that's me. His name is krishna. He is young fair & handsome.First day I took him to his college on my bike. The college was around 15 kms from my house. As I was driving and he sat behind me he casually placed his hands on my thighs. Whenever a speed breaker or a bump came on the way his hands are going upto my crotch and touching my balls over my pant. I was confused whether krishna was doing it intentionally or accidentally. To test this I applied breaks on my bike more often even though it was not. When I was just putting locks on the door, the neighborhood Bhabhi turned up and asked for a favor. She wanted me to bring some items for dinner as no one was at her house that evening she did not feel good for cooking. I was in a jolly good mood and so said I sure will bring her the items she wanted but will she give me company on my dinner table? She readily agreed.When I returned from the hotel she was seating on her doorstep probably she had closed her house. I invited her into my house and. "It'll be hot soon enough Love," Lana promised and moved back to separate her cunt from Katrina's."Here, let me do it for you Queen," Katrina said and grabbing the love tool held the tip of one side to Lana's opening and pushed in hard. The fact that Lana as well as her had just cum several times helped the 3 1⁄2 inch wide imitation cock easily slip past Lana's swollen labia and into her pussy. Katrina pumped the dildo in and out of Lana several times until she had at least half of it buried in.