"Are you guys still going to watch TV or going to get naughty" Mala said looking at Mohit."What, huh," Mohit laughed, looking at Mala as Kusum tickled...him, "what, uh, what did you say, Mala?" "I said I am going inside," she repeated herself, swinging her legs off the easy chair. Mohit and Kusum stopped teasing each other for a moment and watched her get up. Mohit couldn't help admiring Mala's shapely breasts that were barely covered by her skimpy blouse. He watched them appreciatively as they. Brushed it lightly with the tips of her fingers. She used two of her fingers to gently part her lips and inhaled a short, hot breath as a third finger slipped inside. She worked at herself. Gently at first. Searching for that sweet spot of pleasure. The part of her body that she knew so well. The man was more aggressive now in his actions. More urgent in his thrusting as he fucked her mouth. Domina felt her own excitement rising and caressed her clitoris with a red painted nail. They. .. how... di...did you do that? It defies logic it isn't possible!" Alan almost shouted at the mystery woman. Smiling even as he watched the woman suddenly grew younger a feat that was just as amazing. "That was a simple thing we all have the ability to appear whatever age we wish. Yes Alan you have it also though I am sure you haven't discovered it yet. I can teach you many things if you wish, or I could leave. Though the latter I really have no desire to." "So I am like you?" Alan finally. And about the doctors who decided there was no hope and let her go."You still love her," Cinnamon said. Not a question, just a simple statement of fact."I'll always love her."I told Cinnamon about Tami finding me at the playground and how she helped me find myself again."You and Tami have something very special."I grinned at the fish-ees in their pond. "Almost as special as your friend, I mean your sister, Wynter and Jimmy." Almost," she agreed.We sat for several minutes, each with our own.