Ron followed her into the kitchen, which was even warmer than the hallway. He sat at the table facing the worktop and oven. It was all covered in the ...ame paste mix. It smelt good."Sorry about the mess," Mrs. Campbell excused herself, "I love baking but I get it all over myself." Ron nodded, playing with his thumbs. Suddenly the beeping alarm on the oven sounded. Mrs. Campbell's eyes lit up as she turned to the oven, bending over to open it up. Ron's eyes were drawn to the bottom of her. From it she pulled an extra pair of tights. Turning to him she smiled and said….‘I think these would look very good on you’As she removed them from the packet she let them dangle in his face. They felt so soft and velvety against his cheek. Trailing them over his thighs he started to feel his cock pulse. From his position on the floor he all he could do was watch as she pulled the tights taut, stretching them so that they would slip over his feet with ease. One leg at a time she rolled them. ‘nahi aunty sub gao gayehai’ aunty andar aatehi mai padatahu book dekhali aur puchchi ‘ye kya re ise book padarahe ho, kaha se le aaye ho.’ mai kutch bol nahi paya, o khudahi boli ‘koi baat nahi bete tum bade hogaye ho, lekin tere papa mammi ko malum padato, sochalo o kya karege.Mai kutch nahi bola chup chap khada tha papa mammi kabhi arahe hai bête ‘aunty do din lagegi ‘ahchca do din tak yahi books padate rahoge?’ nahi aunty’ ‘kya nahi, beta jawani isehi hota hai, kya tereko koi girl friend. After getting a boring time there, a couple guys from another section invited us to another party, not so far from there.Anita had got many margaritas at the original our party and now at this new place she kept drinking more and more Tequila; so she very soon was looking a bit fuzzy and she stumbled every time she wanted to walk.When I came back from the toilet, I found these two guys who had invited us there, were going inside a dark bedroom with a woman.I felt a bit curious; so I moved.