Asif I'm filling in the holes of last night memories with the shape of thiswoman. As if I'm watching her to get an idea of what I might've lookedlike... It probably doesn't sound like a big deal but it's really fuckingdifferent for me.Goddammit. I skip ahead to just before she goes to her hands and knees. She's on her back, naked now, legs and arms wrapped around the guy. He'sfucking her bare and she's moaning from the pounding she's getting. Ifind my eyes drawn to her pussy, watching the. 'Get on with his life', the spirit of Brother Michael said. Had it been Brother Michael's spirit? Or, in the peaceful solitude, was that his own spirit in Brother Michael's voice that was telling him that he was ready, finally? After all he--they--had gone through in the past weeks, maybe it was time for him to move on. He was no longer the same man he had been when he had started this journey. He had been through so much, he had grown, and now, it was time to accept it. It was time to grow up.. All in All she was a complete sex package. The story is of one Sunday morning when Rashi’s parents were out of the house for temple visit.I usually woke up late on Sunday mornings but due Delhi’s heat, that day I got a wee bit earlier.I was able to hear the soft droning sound from the vaccum cleaner. I came out to the drawing room and saw that Rashi was doing the cleaning with vaccum cleaner.On seeing me she wished me good morning and I greeted her back.She was wearing a grey single piece. My hands and lips were working in tandem feeling her smooth legs. As I moved higher, her moans were getting louder indicating to me that I was heading the right way. While I was working my way up her shapely legs, Sahil was busy with Sarah’s lips and breasts. When my hands and lips finally reached inside her mini Sarah was so aroused she literally lifted her ass to bring her pussy closer to my face. After feeling and kissing her triangle of love through the fabric it was time to free it from.