She was hot, hissing and moaning. After some times Nisha told me to press her breasts even harder. I did so. She was encouraging me with words like.oo...ohhhhh aur jore se ..haan Varun aur jore se dabaao ..badaa maja aaraha hai mujhe .., your hands are quite expert. After that I slowly turned her and slowly I placed my lips on her lips. She was very hot and soon we were enjoying each other. She was in a trance, just murmuring ‘ Oh I love you, please do that to me… Please kiss me… Please hug me. All right. Goodbye."I chewed carefully and swallowed. "Who was that?" Mrs. Heller. Amanda's mother." Who's Amanda?" I looked over at Anna, whose face was bright red."She just transferred in from California. Her dad's job got relocated," Anna said."Yes, and she's invited Anna to her birthday party," my wife continued.Birthday? Not again!"It's my fault, Dad. I told her about your talent," said Anna.Taking girl's cherries on their birthdays?"Mrs. Heller's entertainment for her daughter's party got. So, I told him that thiswas what I wanted. I wanted him that I wanted him to be closer to me,but that he could not expect me to compromise on my expectations in thekitchen. If he was serious about being a top quality chef he needed torespect my expertise, and learn.He agreed to respect me for my skills, but he told me that if there wasto be a relationship, he would be the man, so I would need to be thewoman. So, I needed to become more feminine.So, what would that involve? He had some. "Damn, you are getting really freaky now." You started it!" I said accusingly. "I know. And I will finish it," he said, as he gave my thong one hard pull that made me squeak. "You better finish it, or I will be on your ass all night until you do!" I threatened. I moved my hand down towards his bulge that was just urging to pop out of those pants. I unbuttoned his fly and pulled out his long dick, already wet from his pre-cum, and started to stroke it from behind me.Through the fog I spotted a.