Sharma, she was a nice homely lady, divorced with two kids, elder daughter use to stay with her and son used to say with her husband. Mrs. Sharma bein... a homely lady used to wear sarees at home, I used to bunk my college classes and come at sit at her house chatting with her. Her daughter Priya was studying in class VIII and so used to be at school, I used to just sit and watch tv and pass my time.Sharma aunty used to tell if someone comes to know that you bunk college and pass your time, I. 'But Frank likes to cook ... Maybe I'm just attracted to men who can cook... 'Despite Jake's protests that she should stay in bed and rest, Béla climbed out of bed and headed toward the staircase."If I don't get any exercise, I'll get too fat!" she exclaimed, using her ever-expanding tummy as an excuse to do something! Anything!Béla heard the shower start upstairs as she crossed the downstairs living room. There was an unusual brightness on the eastern horizon.'Why is the sun's coming up at. ” Michael perked up. He could her his sister through the wall. He leaned an ear against the cool plastic of the shower wall.“Let me taste you. Please, I need to feel you in my mouth...God this is so stupid...do I have anything to suck on? Shit. Well, I guess I’ll improvise.” Michael could hear her attempt to make sensuous sucking noises. “Oh that’s just gross sounding. No one would ever get turned on by that.”“God, I need your cum. Feed me your cum. Oh, it’s so hot!” Michael continued to strain. The hallway was even darker than the room itself but the dark, shadowy figure could be made out even though barely. It stepped into the room slowly right foot in; then both hands slowly pierced the space in front of the door making their way to the sides, sliding their black palms over the side walls of the door case. They groped it tightly and slowly pulled the rest of the body into the room head first, revealing a black face reflecting the dim light. There were no eyes or nose, only four.