She must be thinking about who had fucked her last night.Sneha didn’t look at me even once. I saw her biting her lower lip in frustration as she cou...dn’t spot her secret fucker. I looked at my bahu intently. She was wearing a saree. Her saree was tied just below her navel, and I could see her stomach.Sneha bahu was plump around her stomach. But her big boobs and ass made up for it. It didn’t make her look bad at all. Now that I see her, I want to take her again. This time I wanted to let her. My first shift after I replaced the previous guard who left as he as moving back to where he came from Sunderland, Tynecand Wear I was delighted when joined by a young and quite beautiful young lady who introduced herself as Nancy Allen. A natural blonde only about five and a half feet tall she possessed a warm smile with an impish grin, upturned nose, slight freckles, rather large breasts, long shapely legs and a curvy backside very accentuated when she wore figure hugging jeans though she. What am I supposed to do, let him call you shit like that and do nothing?"I was taken aback to say the least to discover that my son had been fighting to defend my honour, it also made me feel guilty since the Connor boy had it right. At one time I had been a prostitute, a high class and expensive one, but a whore all the same. I'd retired when I met David's father who had known what I was when he met and fell in love with me, at the time he had been one of my best customers and though I didn't. I shivered when I thought about just how much I looked forward to a stranger calling me up on my cell phone and talk dirty to me. I got a chill knowing that when that happen I would not only enjoy hearing him, but I will be telling him the nasty things I want and will do with him. I found a can of Pam spray that looked like it was just perfect above my kitchen stove. Funny, I don't know how many times I have used that can and never once ever gave it a thought of being just the right size to use.