P. It's freezing outside, would you like to come in for a cup of tea?"Locked up in that innocent enough sentence was a connotation. One I almost immed...ately regretted.She turned to look back at me, and our eyes met again. Her smile brightened even more then it had when she first came over and I knew that I had overstepped my bounds. She was a friend of my mothers, not me. Why would I have said such a stupid thing?"Well, I do have some errands I have to run today, but a nice cup of tea would. I ended up laying on my back on the floor with him kneeling over me with his cock in my mouth and coach on all fours sucking my cock. Before I started sucking, my last thought was that I hope we don't have a wreck or get stopped by the police.It was wonderful, just couldn't get any better than this, I was tasting his pre-come and it was slightly sweet. His cock wasn't as big as coach's and I didn't have a single gag reflex. Or it might of been, I had just become adjusted to being a good cock. Sheknew we had problem with cooking. Now let me describe her she had asexy figure She had beautiful long hairs and mostly she weared sari.Many times I masturbated thinking of her. Now I am moving forward tothe plot of the story it was starting of the holidays for durga Pujamy friends were excited to return home and so me too.My friends leftto home early but I could not because there was rush in the railways so I had to be alone in the house for 3 days it was abig headache for me because now. “Well, you might as well introduce yourselves since you seem to be getting intimate.” Came Katrina’s smooth voice as she made to go and help Solace to her feet, but backed away as she saw that Rosanna Romero had the situation in hand. “I’m Solace Tynan. Did I break anything? I thought you were a chair.” Solace stated while trying to straighten out her peasant skirt and blouse. The women closest to them laughed. “Rosanna Romero, and, no, you didn’t break anything.” She said calmly. Solace.