For Margo’s part she was completely stunned. Not only had she never had any sexual contact with another woman she had never even fantasized about gi...l-girl sex. She knew of it, of course, but never thought about it much. If she wasn’t so turned on at this moment she would have bolted to the bathroom, dressed quickly and fled the room. Alan had scanned them during their day out together so he knew where, so to speak, the pieces stood on the board. ‘You’re kidding,’ they both said at once. ‘I. .she started wearing very tight sarees n dresses… she was a very strict lady i was afraid to ask her where she goes and why she wears such type of clothes now a days..she was very cruel she made me to wash all the clothes n clean all the house n she want me to do all the houswhold work…n if i refused or didn complete wid my work she used to slap me n bitten me with belts… i was very frustated and wanted to leave that house…but only that day she said that there will be her frinds in our house. He began caressing my bottom, stroking the soft cheeks and swell of my hips. He planted kisses on my cheeks and my thighs. He pushed against my backside and I took a hint and bent over, laying my hands on the stone. I wish I could see his face, but not knowing made it that more erotic. He spread my legs farther apart and his fingers found my hot femininity sending liquid arousal coursing through my veins. His thumb played with the little pink nub that was the height of my pleasure. My juices. He’s played hard throughout his life and now he’s paying the price for those excesses. Be warned, Matt. You behave exactly like your father, so much so that it’s frightening. Everyone says you look more like me than him, but I see beyond those surface similarities. You image your father Matt. Try to avoid imaging his darker side my dear one.’ Shaken by those words, Matt thought it was the most profound thing his mother had ever said to him. Perhaps now she spoke to him as an adult. So she knew.