”I walked past the miserable looking Sofi as I made my way into the kitchen. When I said I’d prepared some nibbles what I meant was that I’d gon... to the local supermarket and bought a couple of their selection boxes and some extra dips. It wouldn’t take me long to make a salad, so I set to work.Back in the living room Lotti had moved her case and sat back in the armchair. Fay was still sat on the carpet with her head on the seat of the sofa, in danger of drifting off to sleep. Sofi knelt. Wo bhe discharge ho chuki thi, m phir se usey garm karne lga, is baaar wo mujey kuch jyada he garam kar rhi thi or bol rhi thi ke amit tum mujey kabhi mat bhulna or hamesha mere pas he rehna. m leta huaa tha or wo mere uper let k mujey kiss kar rhi thi, mujey us ka dabaaw lund pe mehsus ho rha tha or bahut mja aa rha tha phir us ne bataya ke wo aise he apne chut me lund dal legi or usne thoda sa uth kar mera lund apni chut me le liya or us k uper baith gye,mujey kuch kuch dard ho rha tha lekinn. God! I wish I could slap those nipples with my schlong!There was no one at home, probably my mother and stepfather left somewhere on their own business. I made myself an orange juice and went into the living room. I turned on the air conditioner. A large, almost the entire wall, French window of the living room overlooked the south side and during the day the air warmed up rather quickly, especially in such sunny weather. It was very bright here. The living room space was literally flooded with. .” Lena said with a gentle smile which, as Widowmaker failed to respond, slowly slipped away.After only a moment did Lena step forward, noting the glass of red wine held in Widowmaker's hand and the half-empty bottle beside it. As she stepped closer she saw the woman's eyes, staring out at nothing in particular, seemingly lost in thought.Lena smiled as she drew close, reaching out and placing a thumb and forefinger on Widowmaker's chin, turning her head, eliciting a surprised little noise from.