Now it was practically a staple of your relationship. Even your mom thought it was cute and has done it to you when you were taking naps in the living...room.Then there was the slow and soft chuckle belonging to your mother, Chritsie. At 38, our mom had always been a self kept woman. She never got close to any neighbors and the only people she ever shared anything personal with was you, your sister, and your aunt Jasmine. Whenever all three were in a room together you always felt a strange. Her feet then tried to grasp the spike, as the girls slowly lowered her onto it.Frantically her feet tried to slow her descent, but failed. As the spike slowly penetrated into her bowels, Sarah began to scream.In his couch Paul attempted to stand, but with Fatima and Irene holding him down, he could not. He tried to say something, but Lila kissing his mouth silenced him. Sulayla standing besides them had a large glass of clear liquid ready, and as soon as Lila released his mouth, she delicately. Mrs. Nair felt his breaths from closer as he brought his face more and more close to hers. She too wanted to get drifted in that sudden tide of desire. And so when there was less than an inch remained between them, she decided to close her eyes. That gave Avinash a green signal, and he moved further, and both of their lips met smoothly. Avinash wrapped his hands around her too, and then pulling her closer, he continued kissing her. Mrs. Nair too wrapped her arms around him and hugged him. “That’s another conversation for another day.” She leaned in close and kissed him.“Right now we’re talking about sex and fantasies. Really naughty sex,” she said with a wicked laugh in her voice. “You know what I think of guys having sex. How many bi- and gay porno’s have I bought over the years? Besides, you didn’t think I was a dyke when I told you about my fantasies of sleeping with other girls.”“Okay, that’s different.”“How?”“Girls with lesbian fantasies are just fuckin’ sexy. Girls.