I walked unsteadily to the coffee table, retrieved the door key and let her in. Daylight streamed through the doorway, the brightness stinging my eyes... When did I fall asleep?Blueberry muffins, apparently baked by Mrs Parker herself, filled the Tupperware box. She thrust it into my hands and, clucking like a mother hen, felt my forehead, declaring I had a fever. Without further ado, she dashed off to fetch painkillers.I watched her go. In spite of the brightness, a thick morning mist blanketed. I will do everything in my power to mate you so well that your passion cries can be heard in your father’s lodge, and your body feels all the pleasure and satisfaction you have been craving.”I kissed her neck tenderly and kissed up to her ear. I licked the lobe and gently sucked it into my mouth. Rides gave a little moan. I kissed down to her breasts, which were actually larger than I’d thought when I first saw her, fully dressed. Her nipples were hard and swollen. I kissed her breasts all over. Beautiful boobs and lovely figure. I got full hard and blood started throbbing in my penis.I felt like it is going to burst out. Chechi made me stand and pulled my t-shirt over and unzipped my pants and jetty. She hugged me tight and her big breast pressed against my chest….She started kissing me wild and bit my lips I was turning violent along with her…I pulled her on to the sofa and started kissing her wild. I took one of her breast nipple in mouth while sqeezing other. She reached to my cock. I got out of my car and immediately saw the poverty in my surroundings. There were a few older Punjab Indian guys gathered on the side of the beer store and shitty older cars littered the parking lot. I went into the store to get what I had come for, grabbed my 6 pack of beer and headed out. While reversing out, an old Punjab Indian guy came out of nowhere on a bike, darted behind my car and hit the rear bumper. I got out to see what happened and he quickly got up saying, "Sorry sir, sorry.