My…..gawd! I gasped as I saw what I had earlier held in my hands in the pool. While not as long or quite as thick as Brad, the head of Kurt’s cock...was simply huge. My hand glided up the curving slope of his hard shaft and softly circled the smooth, firm skin of his taut helmet. I closed my hand around it and the feeling of it completely filling the palm of my hand was unreal, my head spinning as I imagined how it would feel inside me. As if reading my mind, Kurt pressed me against the wall of. Everyone in the room laughed.“I warned you,” I said quietly to Pia.“I don’t know yet. I need to talk to your daddy and your mommy. Is Jessica at work?”“Yes! Mommy is at work! She’s a doctor! She fixes people when they are hurt!”“I thought she was your daughter,” Pia said to Kara.“She is, but she calls both Jess and me ‘Mommy’. She never adopted Jesse’s ‘Mom One’ and ‘Mom Two’ distinction, so you need to pay attention to the context to know which one she means, though when she says ‘my mommy’. Faded but still colourful tiles lined the floor, while the paint on the walls was starting to peel. In the centre of the room, sat an older middle-aged man, probably around 50. His face was wrinkled and aged, but his clothing was highly unusual. A shirt, open at the front to show his well-defined body was an array of bright colours, while his faded shorts were ripped. He held a small sword, and was flanked by four guards, all of whom were topless and were carrying weapons.'You think you can. We always talk about various things at that time and I really enjoy his vast knowledge and experience and particularly his sense of humor. Suddenly he said, “Sonali, do you know you are so beautiful that” He never talked to me that way, but that day I found him different. He was looking at me rather differently and as you know a woman always knows it. But I was really enjoying that and his attention and everything. So I teased him “so beautiful that, what babuji”.FIL was an experienced man too.