Im thinking, Really? No way he just did that. Then as though he realized he liked what he tasted, He did it again, he pushed against me harder. I had ...y hands on the top of his head. I felt his tongue, his rough tongue, lapping and probing. I tried to push his head away again, but he wouldnt budge. " Zeus !" I said out load " What do you think your doing" I can't seem to get away, he is so big and strong, I'm pinned against the toilet. I felt his tongue again, he had found his mark, and was. "I've just washed and folded some laundry for you," he remembered his wife saying before heading out the door herself.Slowly, tentatively, he reached out and touched the soft material. "Was this a test?" he thought to himself. The smooth material felt cool to the touch. He liked the feel of the lace. This wasn't the first time he had touched panties before, but it was the first time he'd discovered a pair in his drawer. It was also the first time the thought of wearing them himself had crossed. ..My mom is one of those typical Indian women who always d****d themselves in the traditional saree and there is nothing better an Indian woman can wear.My mom was the average kind of woman..not too fat but not on the skinny side either.Her breasts were of 38D nice wide hips and long legs.Her wheatish skin was always a complement to her beauty along with her shoulder length straight black hair.She always wore that low cut blouses revealing her smooth skin at her back and her sarees were worn so. “Jesus Christ, that’s him,” one of them exclaimed.Suddenly they both became animated, trying to figure out how they were going to get to him. Neither one looked like they could climb the fence. “Can you keep him covered while we go around to the front?” one asked.“Yes, but please hurry. I’ve been standing here for about twenty minutes and I’m getting tired,” I managed to say with my horse throat.The two cops walked to the end of the alley then disappeared behind some houses as they made a right.