”“Oh, this?” I catch both ber nipples and pinch and squeeze them.“Saro, paal venum. (I want milk)”“After chapati. Ok?”“Ok.” kneading...continues.But back in my first experience, the kneading was different as I squeezed her boobs lying next to her,“Ajay. Stop it,” saying that she wriggled away. I didn’t leave her. Girls always love men putting the extra effort which is no different in my mom’s case who is a child at heart.“I’ll forgive you for this okay? You cannot catch me. I’ve come this far,”. As I did this he slid his greased up finger in my tight little hole and gave me a nice steady fingering and gradually opened me up with more lube and eventually 3 fingers, by which time I was wamking my cock for all I was worth until he stopped me.I was desperate for release by now, with 3 fingers in my tight little hole he asked if I wanted to carry on with the fingering or would I prefer his cock?"Your Cock" I whispered hoarsly."let's go into the woods" he said.So we quickly rearranged our. O.D.?" No. There's not a mark on her other than some major inflammation of the labia." So she had sex tonight." Would appear so and pretty rough by the look of it. However, I'll have to get her back to the lab for an autopsy to be sure. I think we can rule out suicide," he said with a bit of irony, observing the crumpled, virtually nude position of the corpse."How about T.O.D.?" Well, it's strange, body temp tells me at least six to seven hours, but..." But what?" asked Cassi."There's no sign. She climbed up hips and wrapped her legs around me locking me to her as she settled her pussy onto my throbbing erect penis. Our kiss never ceased. She dug her nails into my back as best as she could through my white dress shirt. She pushed my torso away from hers and ripped open my shirt sending buttons flying. Carefully, while slamming my cock deep and hard into her, I pulled my hands free from the long sleeved shirt letting the fabric fall to the ground. Then my white t-shirt was ripped from.