I reached under my bed for some lube."Raise your ass. I don't want to get this stuff on my bed."She obeyed and I spread the cool gel over her blushing...patches. She had a wonderfully plump ass. When my hand reached between the back of her thighs, Bette cooed.I was groping my toy's wet pussy when father knocked at my door. "Walt, what's going on in there?" I'm engaged in a private matter with Bette, Father." Finish up and tell her to see me in the living room."That finished us, right then. I. Then I heard that my mami ji (Prachi’s mother) is coming with Prachi. She came to me and said that Prachi was not feeling well. She wanted me to take Prachi home because she has a lot of work to do. I acted normal, even though I was jumping from inside. I took Prachi to my home. Everyone was at guest house so there was no one to disturb our privacy.I locked the door and asked her that where would she wanna do. She gave me the naughty wink and said, “where ever you want”. After hearing this, I. “Miss Sondra told me to give you this so you can change into it for her,” room service tells me as she departs.The short, small black silk dressing gown does feel good on my naked body though it will not cover me and has no belt leaving my cock exposed. “Happy birthday Sondra, I am at your service,” I smile instantly aroused as she enters wearing killer heels and an identical small black silk dressing gown to mine with no belt, that is also too small to fasten.“Thank you honey, I am sex. ” “They’re not quite Belgian,” he knew she loved European chocolate, “but I’m assured they’re pretty nice.” He knew lots about her, their easy conversations ranged far wider than the piano lessons Greg paid for. He also delighted in the wonderful aroma that met him every time he walked into Jen’s home. Her perfume: Opium. Far from being an expert on scents, Opium was one perfume he could never forget. His first girlfriend used it and it had left such an impression on him that.