Something I could suck for ages and that’s what I did.Sucking each nipple at a time and hearing her soft moans while her hands played with my hair p...essing my head whenever I changed nipples. I cupped my hands round her buttocks and pressed her towards me so that she could feel my penis through the dhoti. She parted her legs to accommodate the bulge beneath my dhoti. I hadn’t finished with her breasts so I lifted her from the ground by holding her buttocks still sucking her nipple and laid her. Kayekbaar wor mukhe bara dhukiye gala abdi raamthap ditei wo prai bami kore phelchilo…ami wor mukher lalai bheja bada wor dhoner wopor rekhe alpo dhokatei wo maaaaaa… Bole kende uthlo….aami deri na kore amar 6″ dhonta wor tight gude full dhukiye dildam….wo jantranai bhison chitkar korte laagla ….babuaaaaaaaaaaaa… Laagheeee… Lagche……ber kooor please….ohhh …maaaaaa ….amai….mere phellooooooooo….aami dekhlam wor gud fete rakto beriye sara bichana lal hoye geche…wo jato batha pachhilo aami jeno tato. “Sorry, but I am what I am. Why didn’t you leave with the councillors, Mary Blackthorn?” I asked with compassion.“This is my home, my City. You can’t drive me away. I won’t let you. I had the others at my beck and call. I ruled, and I will rule again. That idiot Higgins and even your grandfather were my creatures. I had it all, and you will not take it from me,” she screamed at me.“No, Mary. This is now my City. If it was yours, why did you hide? Why did you let me take it from you so easily?. The little girl felt grief for the woman who had been her mummy in the beginning, and the mother who sent her away to save her life in the end. She even felt sadness for her father. Granted, he was never a daddy to her but he was still her birth father and for that she felt she owed him something.As she was reflecting on the official passing of her parent's she remembered Tommy had said the "son", meaning her, had died in the fire as well. Feeling the need to get more information on her own.