Then she just cleaned up and asked Padma to keep quite now and talk to her later about it. Melissa told me that subsequently she and Padma had many di...cussions about that day’s incident and surprisingly Padma was not very scandalized.Apparently Padma’s mother was a maid at a govt. servant’s house back in Bangladesh and he’d had sex with her regularly, many times in front of a Padma as well, just before she got married and moved to India with her husband. So she was quite open about talking. Certainly, he plays sports; Sunday football, a little squash or some tennis in the summer, but the post match beer is getting harder to shift and the legs don’t quite carry him around the court like they used to do.Likewise, she swapped her eye shadow for eye cream and her lipstick for rejuvenating moisturiser a couple of years back, and although her wardrobe bulges at the seams half of it is too small or too short; though none of it dare be thrown away in case the next miracle diet really does. ‘I know exactly what it is. Let’s go, okay?’ ****************** Ten minutes later, they are standing in front of a ticket booth, while Milo nervously fumbled several bills from his wallet, handed them to the 80-year-old crone in the booth. ‘Feature’s started three minutes ago,’ the old woman told them without even looking at them. She handing the tickets over and they walked through the door only to have the old woman call after them, ‘Forgot your change, young fella.’ After retrieving his. Our form of entertainment though was fooling around and watching Mommas porn though. We were in Mommas bed watching for the umpteenth time the video of my deflowering. It got Faith off like a firecracker, especially when I was mowing down on Mommas snatch whilst getting slowly fucked from behind. My lithe redheaded friend was just beginning to push an end of our favourite double headed dildo in between my pussy lips, when we heard the car pull up. Faith and I froze like dear in the headlights.