Maine apne jeevan me meri mummy ko bahut logo ke sath vasna ki aag ko shant karte hue dekha hai mai aap sabko usi kuch ghatnao ke bare me bataunga.Ye ...at tab ki hai jab mai class 7th me tha.Humare kirayedar me ek aadmi rahte the unka naam dadaji tha. Unki umar us samay 50 ke karib hogi vo dekhne me balist the umar hone ke babjud unka badan bahut kadak tha. Unka parivar shahar me rahta tha chuki vo bank me posted the humare gaon ke pass toh yaha akele hi rahte the unki umar bahut jayda hone. ..."She removed her fingers from me and licked them."Yes, you taste better."It was so hot to watch her do that. She moved over me, kissing down my breasts to my stomach down to my pussy. She rubbed me for another few seconds, building up the courage to put her mouth to pussy for the first time. Finally I felt her lips touch me. She moved slow, kissing more than tonguing. It still felt so nice. Very tender. As she became more comfortable, she began slipping her tongue inside me. She ate me nice. She rushed to the bars and held his shirt. ‘Oh thank God you’re here. Thank God!’ He looked at her, reproachfully, like a parent surveying a guilty child. ‘What happened this time?’ ‘Oh nothing,’ she slurred, ‘Paolo dumped me, like the bastard he is and I might have had a few daiquiris too many. I was just on my way back when some asshole arrested me.’ Her breath reeked of the ‘few’ drinks too many. She went on in her indignant tone, ‘Like they don’t have any actual crime to fight, locking up. Livingston said, "Yes."I heard footsteps and someone groan. "Tell me!" bellowed Dr. Livingston.He must have been programmed to check on anything the others said if I had gotten to one or more of them and somehow freed them.That was smart.Focusing on Michael, I thought, "Tell him the truth. Make him come out and see for himself."From inside I heard, "What was that? Who thought that?"I should have realized that he would hear me.More movement could be heard and then a woman yelped."Show yourself.