Half past three on a Wednesday afternoon in early spring is a good time for shoppers and a bad time for shop-keepers; even the streets were pretty emp...y of pedestrians. We stepped in the door and looked around for the shop assistant … oh, fuck it! “Let’s go,” I said. “There’s another one down the street.” “Hang on,” Belinda whispered. “He’s pretty young and handsome.” “He’s pretty young and Indian!” I hissed. “You’re being racist,” she said. “I’m Indian!” I glared at her. “I can’t be racist to. "Definitely not getting married.— Well, what are they going to do with the other fifteen when they get pregnant? They are going to have a lot of grandchildren, you know.— Okay. I love you." Doreen handed the phone back to Mom. "I think she wants you to lecture me." She buried her face in my neck and started to giggle as Mom put the phone to her ear."You're what?" Mom screeched. Anna caught her martini before she could dump another one on Dad. Dad had started laughing, so either he heard Betts. She wrapped her arms around me, and put her lips onto mine. My pussy was soaked, and it was in record time too. We both had our eyes closed, but I heard other ladies walking in. She put her finger on her lips, so we were both quiet. Eventually, they left though."That was close," she said.She got down on her knees, and undid my pants. She pulled them down, along with my panties, and stuck her tongue right into my pussy. It made me moan out loud."Oh," I moaned.It echoed, but I tried to contain. ?Me : I dont know. Maybe someone like you. I said soberly without any expression. She got amazed and she shyed.Mami : why. I am nothing special.Me : you dont know mami. What are you. She became so shy her face became red.We continued eating.Later she went into bedroom and started feeding pihu. I unintentionally went in and saw mamijaans boobs. She covered her boobs by a translucent cloth. I sat with her and started praising her beauty. She was getting excited I saw her breathing heavily. Baby.