That’s where she was, laying outside on a lawn chair in a small ass bikini, the kind she’s been buying ever since she started losing weight a year...ago. She was talking on the phone loudly while resting her wine glass on one knee, giving me and incredible view of her juicy, Latina ass. Twelve months ago I wouldn’t have batted an eye, but I couldn’t help notice her flat stomach and long, lean legs. Her tits were sizable jugs too. Took me a sec to realize I was gawking at her from the hallway. 5 inch ka hai par usaka lund ham sabse moto hai fir kaya thaKaran aur vikarm ne milkar mom ke share kapde uttar diye mom puri nangi thi phir apne bhi mom ne kaha ki beta tumhara lund to bahut mazedar aaj to bus maza hi a jayeg tumase chudwa ke aur fir mom ne vikaram ka lund apne hath me lekar chusane lagi aur karan mom ke mote aur gore gore boobs chusne laga aur udahr rahul dolly didi ke tops ke upar se hi didi ke boobs daba raha tha to maine kaha ki yaar sirf is rand ke boobs bhi dahbayega ki. “Do you ever not record everything that is going on?” she asked, nearly shouting her angry words into the air.The Praetor remained silent, imperiously awaiting an answer to its question.“Okay, smartass,” Béla continued after a moment. “Were you recording me when I was sold as a slave in Darkhla?”Instead of replying, the Praetor simply dumped the memories into Béla’s mind:She stood on the platform, gazing out at the crowd, disinterested in the going’s on that surrounded her. The silken cords. Then came the day that I could go home. Of course I didn’t have a home to go to, Sharri had said I could stay with her until I found a flat of my own.Apparently I was relatively well off, when we first bought the house we had taken out life insurance for Richard as he was the wage earner back then. I hadn’t thought that would the insurance would pay out anything, after all he took his own life. He was even in jail at the time for gods sake. While I was recovering somebody from the insurance.