Because she was sex-hungry and had a lot of knowledge about pussy fucking, Montu Kumar had to learn a lot from her, she had become his instructor ...n a variety of ways. He often wondered how to let Rinku sleep in his room overnight? No way was understood!At the same time, in a distant relationship, the invitation of the marriage of the girl of montu Kumar’s aunt came, mother and father had to go, but they also asked him to go with them . Montu Kumar pretended that there was an exam in. I don't want to hurt you, but..." He stopped, gazing at the woman before him."I guess I understand, Tony. But ... please ... please ... come home soon. I need you. We need you. We'll help you remember. I promise," she begged.He nodded. "Just give me a chance to get a grip on things. We don't know if I'm still in danger - and that would mean that if I'm in Westport, you and the children might be in danger too. I can't let that happen."She sighed and closed her eyes, covering her mouth with her. . . . aaaagggghhhh! . . . I’m pissing myself! . . . ok! . . open the door!”I opened the door ajar again and put my head around to see if mom was indeed stripping off, and she was. There she was on the landing, less than 3 feet away from me, franticly trying to get her clothes of, groaning even more intense due to how her bodily movements were affecting her bladder.A few moments later, my plan had worked and my secret dream had come true, mom was naked in front of me, despite desperately trying. His fingers dug into her hips, pulling her closer to him. Then he released her and smoothed his hands over her belly, his fingers suddenly a lot gentler than they had been just moments before.'Don't let me hurt you.'She reached for him, pulling him down so their bodies met and his heat enveloped her. 'I know you won't hurt me, Fred,' she whispered. 'Love me.'He claimed her mouth. His movements were urgent, a layer of desperation buried deep. His hands were everywhere, caressing, stroking,.