“You’ve got nice curves, Ellie.” Becca’s fingers ran across her stomach. Her fingertips brushing the knicker line. This time, Ellie couldn’t...help letting a little moan escape her lips.“Turn around, Ellie.” Becca’s lips were inches from her ear.Even though she was only a couple of years older than her, Ellie found herself whispering “Yes, Miss”‘Yes Miss’? Where did that come from, Ellie thought, but even as she thought it, she had turned, letting Becca’s fingers glide over her ass cheeks.“Do you. I sighed deeply, thinking to myself the torment had finally ended.But I was totally wrong. That sensual woman grabbed my curly hair and she made me turn my face against hers. She then stuck her tongue out and licked my red lips, making me open them.Our tongues were entangled in a never lasting kiss, as she sucked some remains of that fresh salty semen that the last oral man had deposited in my mouth…She broke the kiss, smiling at me and saying that this bastard oral man was her own husband. I. ‘I think I will call you Jimmy instead,’ she said. I was about to correct her, most people called me JC for James Corland but I suddenly decided for her Jimmy would be fine. As we sat at the kitchen table and drank our coffee we talked about her law firm and her career. She confirmed that she occupied the ‘low man on a totem pole’ position in her firm, which is why she ended up with the crappy cases. ‘Speaking of crappy cases…’ she prompted me. We went to the living room and sat on her sofa, I. I laughed feeling very comfortable and said Mamta aunty, you must be joking, Ishani ! and sexy like you, no way, she is still a kid . She smiled and said its your job to transform her into sexy girl and she meaning fully blinked at me. I blushed and she laughed and asked me did you two not even kiss.I tried to change the topic by saying she must be getting late for party to which she acted as if she is hurt badly and said rohan, you want me out of the house, am I a problem to you? Basically, I.