I didn’t need alcohol to get high, my mom was driving me crazy enough. I was getting rock hard by just seeing her and by smelling her fragrance. I k...ew my penis was desperately wanting to come out. Her slender white arms looked sexy in that black blouse and saree.Mom: So, you first pour the drink in the glass and you need to have the correct glass for scotch. Then you need to slowly move the glass to let the alcohol burn, lower your nose and smell the fumes. Experience the smoky oak flavour.. To my surprise she could even speak a little bit of English. Then one day we had to shift the house because the owner wanted the house for his own use so i found a place nearby and asked her if she can come there for work to which she agreed. I suppose that new house that i shifted was very luckyBecause that’s where things really started working for me she started becoming more open to me than to my wife because my wife hardly used to be at home when she comes to work the first step started. Red or white?" Red. Red wine doesn't need refrigeration. So says Agnes." I like Agnes." Grace deftly peeled off the waxed surface around the stem of the bottle."So do I. She's my only friend." Why do you talk about other lives?" Because I remember parts of them." Really?" She rummaged in a drawer and pulled out a corkscrew."Yes. I believe my previous lives are the source of my advanced maturity."She pulled the cork and poured the wine. I took one glass; she took the other, and we clicked them. He motioned her to sit on his lap and she responded. He tried to part her legs and insert his cock inside but he wasn’t fully erect. So he asked her to kneel. Meghna understood what he wanted.She got down on his knees and took his flaccid cock in her hand. She could finally fathom the size and realized that even the flaccid one was really big.“Once you go black, you never come back,” said Travis reading her mind “Now suck before your husband comes home.”Meghna opened her mouth wide to.