I decided to leave him a message, Scott, this is Tori, Im so sorry about what happened to you. I dont really know what to say but I never said you rap...d me. I didnt give any clothes to the police and not even sure what panties youre talking about. I am not even sure what happened to my clothes the night of the rape. I hardly remember anything from that night. The only thing I could think at all is that maybe they were left at Elizabeths house. I dont really know. I dont understand this at all. " But?" But, I'm glad I didn't." Why Tommy?" Because really mum, I don't want to fuck you." Oh, I feel silly now." Well don't mum, I really don't want to fuck you." I took the cigarette away from her and stubbed it out when I held her again there were tears in her eyes."I don't want to fuck you mum, because I want to make love to you, I want to be stone cold sober as well as you when we do it."I slipped a hand round to her breasts and cupped one in the palm of my hand,"I want to feel every inch. I told her that my mom purchased a new sari to gift to my aunt for her birthday and randomly pulled out one sari from my mom’s wardrobe and showed her. She liked the sari and told it was beautiful.Then I asked her if she could wear it once so that I could see if it was a right choice for gifting.. She refused. But I insisted telling that any sari on her would look good and started praising. Soon she agreed to trail the sari.I quickly showed her a bedroom in my house which did not have a lock. This is a man! This is what it means to make love! Now Jaano’s eyes close and he stops breathing, his thrusts quicken, his pulse rises and his teeth clench, I hold him close and silently invoke my god. Now, at last, I feel spurt after spurt of his warm seed caress my deepest recesses. It is a profoundly satisfying sensation.Now his beautiful head drops onto my shoulder. I let Jaano recover for a moment then I grind my pussy against him; milking the last drops from his still very rigid cock. Oh.