I will empty these boxes and give it to you.” She stood up and started opening a big cardboard box labeled – “Kitchen”.“No, no, it’s fine....You can give these to me tomorrow”. My mother stood up and stopped her from opening the cardboard box. “You must be hungry, eat first. You can take care of this later.”Sangeeta smiled apologetically and thanked us once again for the food.“Sangeeta aunty was looking for you.” Mom said, as soon as I got home from the college. My ears and my dick perked up. ”Kristina quickly scooted past Phil avoiding the expected kiss and headed to his kitchen/dining room and plunked her bag down on the floor. The takeout was sitting on the kitchen island and it smelled good.“What do you have in your kink bag?” asked Phil as he bent down and opened the zipper.“Just some items that I thought could enhance our time tonight,” responded Kristina.Phil saw some rope, a flogger, a leather paddle, a dildo and the camera and tripod.“Looks interesting except for the. ." will all come out of me, at very low volume.But when I'm all by myself it's more like..."Oh YYEEEAAAHHHH!!! OHHHH Fuck Me! Fuck Me! OOOOOOOOOhhh..." and all kinds of shit like that.I enjoy getting off in the shower, of course. There's nothing like being totally wet, and slippery, and soapy and warm. And your fingers slide easily into whatever hole you feel like putting them in. But what I like even better is to take a nice shower so I feel all clean and fresh, then dry myself off, and lay. A few had their sons or daughters shopping with them.Paul(a)'s heart sank as Brandon picked out a box of chocolates. He wondered who Brandon would give them to. To his surprise Brandon stopped Paul(a) from setting it into the shopping cart. "They're for you. Sort of a happy Valentine Day for you." You know my cast comes off tomorrow." Brandon said sweetly. "If the fridge at the dorm wasn't bare, I wouldn't be out today doing this. Now I'm glad I did." Thanks." Paul(a) smiled. Sure, Brandon was.