Mom had borrowed it from a friend and I could see the happiness on her face.“We are gonna start a tailoring business, beta”, my mom said cheerfull... and started cleaning the machine with an oil rag.“Awesome”, I said and sat on my bed and started chatting on my phone.Now I should explain. I love sarees and the various designs and types of sarees. So, I was pretty excited because of the idea of having different women come in and get their sarees stitched. Maybe I will get to take the measurements!. I try to lean up but April reaches down places her hands on my chest and pushes me down onto the bed, she bends her knees and then sinks down so she is kneeling above me her hands still on my chest. She leans forward and her hands slide up my chest and onto my shoulders as she kisses me, her tongue slips into my mouth and meets mine. As she leans forward I reach up and wrap my arms around her pulling her against me which makes her gasp into my mouth and with her chest pressed against mine I can. "Do you love me, mi amor?" she asked me dreamily. That question was not necessarily borne out of insecurity; she asked me this fairly regularly in a conversational tone of voice. However, this time I detected the faintest hint of a plaintive tone, indicating that although she was doing much better, she still wasn't quite one hundred percent."More than ever, muñequita." My Spanish was getting better and better; we'd recently taken to using Spanish pet names for each other. "You know that Eileen. Next, after turning his body around, Dylan pushed his underpants down and kicked them to the side. Upon turning to face us again, he commenced swaying his hips to give us a good look at his substantial uncut dick flapping from side to side. Dylan then opened his stance and swung his cock up and down like a meaty pendulum. The sounds now emanating from my buddies began to reach fever pitch as mobile phones clicked frenziedly.When one of my friends, however, tried to reach out and touch his dick,.