He knew all kinds of neat tricks to do with spaghetti noodles that they weren’t allowed to do when he wasn’t home.Getting up from the floor, Georg... followed the boys to the bathroom to make sure that they did a proper job of washing their hands. Grabbing a towel, he waited for one of the boys to finish washing. Little Joe was the first to finish. He turned and held out his hands for inspection. George made a huge show of inspecting the hands and finally said, “They look clean enough. Great job,. You remove my breast from your mouth with a soft pop and smile up at me. ‘Tonight is just for you,’ you whisper, your hands reaching down to unclasp my jeans and slide them, along with my panties, down my legs. Helping me stand, you kneel before me and slide them the rest of the way off, lifting my legs to pull them away from me. I watch you, and even with my eyes trained on your face, I still let out a little gasp of surprise as I feel your tongue slide over my nether lips, the tip teasing. This is the situation in which a woman named Pujita Mann found herself on one Sunday afternoon. I know because I was stalking her since the time she left home. So far then, things have had turned out to be interesting as I saw her cheat on her husband by having sex with one her lovers, Prem was his name. They were having sex at his bungalow, outside in the garden, while they were stalling his wife by making her cook in the kitchen. All was well for them until unknowingly, their maali (gardener). When I came out of the deep stare I was in I noticed I had a throbbing hardon pushing at the front of my underwear and she was stareing right at it. “I guess I should put some clothes on” I said “ Your OK, besides I have seen it before anyways” “When” I replied. “when you go to the kitchen after you and momma get done fucking” she answered. I could only imagine how many times she had seen my cock still wet with her momma’s juices “Are you going to help me or just stand there?” she asked. I.