For instance, I know she has three sons and a daughter. I also know that two of her sons have passed away and her remaining children live on the west ...oast. I can relate to Mrs. Greenwich, or Louise if addressing her directly, because I’ve lived without my family for some time now. Although not separated by death like hers, my family is separated by old grudges and distance, lots and lots of distance thank god. I’m still close to my mother and brother, but other than that I have no immediate. ”I was in heaven. I was laughing like hell in my mind and felt an admiration towards myself. Time to bring out my acting skills.I looked at her, deep into her eyes. I was questioning her with my looks.“Why not Anita? I don’t want to let the rules of this fucking society to stand in our way. I love you. And, and.. you are gonna leave now anyway. I want to be with you till you leave. I just want us to be honest to ourselves at least till you leave Anita…”“I don’t know Rahul… I… I have to go now.. I pick her up and lay her on my dining table, i take her high heels off and slide my tongue over her toes holding her legs together while she lays back on my table before i slowly bring my tongue from her thighs down too her ass and then spread her legs kissing back up her thighs teasing her wet pussy as i kiss around her lips and softly kiss her clit, i hear her breathing heavily as i spread her lips and look at her perfectly shaped pussy before i slide my tongue inside her and then up to her. The sound of a woman's heels walking across a hard surface always grabs my attention. It is a sexual sound for my shoe fetish. Ca-lip, ca-lip, ca-lip... Mary appeared from another room. She was 5'2 and maybe 130, athletic shoulders and a round but firm ass. Red lingerie that was a bra/ g string connected by red lace that covered her abs... it looked like a cum target. Her black thigh highs and those shoes. I wanted to rub my cock on her shoes. I was fully stoned and my cock was growing stiff..