He trumped her easily in the first game, but that was her plan. Let him win, she had thought, make him careless. The second game went much the same, t...ough she didn’t want to lose this one. But he had trouble with the last few balls, so they both ended up shooting for the eight ball at the same time. He scratched. Last game. She broke, sank nothing. He shot, missed it all. She stepped up to the table, sank a stripe. Five more followed in quick succession. However, the final striped ball, the. She lived with her mother as her husband left her a couple of years back.Nazrina was a very uptight mousi woman who doesn’t show any skin. She always wore baggy trousers and tight tops and covered her head with a dupatta. When she sits to wash the floor, her ass protrudes and she would look damn appealing. I use to observe her without anyone’s knowledge and waited for the day to pounce on her.One day, her son fell ill and she wanted money. Most of the times, my wife used to help out. However, I. Then he gave me a very loving and passionate kiss and whispered "If only things were different, I love you Sammy, hey but don’t tell anyone."With that he left the room, knocked on the front room door and I heard him say "Granddad, I'm leaving now, there's a very special present in the lounge for you, I think you should have a look now, see you in the morning, byeee."The entrance door slammed shut as the door to the front room opened. My heart was thumping, could this really be happening. Am I. .”“Why can’t I live out my fantasies too?”Jack was already overcome by the scent and warmth of Heidi’s body, enjoying his first opportunity to kiss her thighs without heavy steel bars separating them. Heidi sat motionless above him, watching impatiently, waiting for him to move deeper between her legs. She shuffled forward a little until Jack’s lips were in kissing distance of her lacy lingerie.Heidi was embarrassed and she could feel the heat in her face, but still she kept her panties pushed.