Mom kaafi fashion mein believe karti hai toh abhi b jeans ,skirt, bra-saree, tops pehenti hai woh baut ghoomti hai .mai abhi 12th mein hu. Hamara ghar...kaafi bada hai sab ka alag kamra hai . Mom mumbai gai hu thi aur papa ke frnd ki beti ki shaadi thi hame pune jana tha hu by car gaye hue the kaafi boring safar tha . phir hum pune paunche aur hotel book kia hum dophar ke tym paunche the kaafi garmi thi .mai kaafi thak chuki thi dad ne kaha ki tum aaram karo mai aata hu . mai kamre mein gai nahai. You need some sleep and so do I. I love you." Good night, wife," I replied. "I love you, too." I smiled and cut theconnection. After a quick shower, I put on a long nightgown and crawled intobed, grabbing the other pillow to hold next to me.'Thank you, Goddess.' I flipped my long hair out of the way and fell asleep.The next morning I made the drive into town to the same building where they'dtaken me to prison, walking the stairs to Jezzi's suite of offices. I looked alittle different after the. "That's not what Father Greg used to give me before I went off to school."She pursed her lips, "Open the bolt hole!"“What?”“Greg called it a bolt hole, reach under the ledge and you’ll feel a piece of wood. Tug it to the left.”I tried to look, but the small ledge under the grill shadowed that part of the wall, so I couldn’t see anything. The ledge wasn’t really a ledge, just a support for the grill opening. But when I reached under it, I felt a small protrusion. When I moved it, I heard. Then Patti broke our kiss and kissed me on the neck and whispered in my ear, “Make love to me, Bill. I’m so aroused right now.”“I’ve dreamed of this moment since the first time we met.”Then we kissed hungrily. Patti’s tongue pushed into my mouth and played with mine like two snakes fighting. I grabbed her ass and pulled her crotch hard against my bulge.“Mmm. You feel so hard!” she whispered as she slowly dropped to her knees.She pulled down my shorts and boxers, letting my cock jump up in her.