I smelled her hair .It is bit oily . Then I touched her bare stomach. And touched her navel and fingered her navel. It is not cleaned well.After a few...minutes of navel fucking. I slightly lowered my hands near her petticoat. But i cant insert my hand inside her petticoat It is very tight. Then I got some movement from her body .I was bit afraid. But to my surprise She slept straight. I waited for few minutes to check her sleepiness. and I loosened the saree in her hip region and find the. .. ''Yes?''Nothing. Enter, please.'She stepped back and headed further back inside. Joshua entered, shutting the door behind.Fiath led him into an open, well lit room, of which almost every available inch of wall had a painting against it. Apart from the paintings, the only other furniture consisted of two comfortable looking chairs, one of which had an easel set up in front. Joshua headed towards and sat, in the easel free chair.Standing still, Fiath stared at him, seemingly having no. The old wood bit into her knees, but she kept still, watching the now-abandoned altar, until silence as heavy and insidious as the heat crept over the sanctuary.She rose. Rubbed the grooves from her skinny knees. She walked to where the red and white candles flickered on a sideboard, each flame a soul, or a sin. Their tiny fires could not compete with the incense-ravaged air hanging motionless around her.To the right of the altar was a portrait of the Madonna nursing her child. She stared at. Tonight you better use a condom.”“Mother?” Julie asked incredulously. “What are you saying?”Patty sat down on the bed by her daughter.“I’m saying that you and Rick are going to have sex and that it’s all right with me. Karl, Vicki, and I had a long talk downstairs.”Julie suddenly realized the others were in the room. She blushed again and twisted to cover herself.“Mother,” Julie whispered. “Mrs. Miller and a man are here.”“This is Karl Miller, Rick’s grandfather,” Patty said as she straightened.