MY fingertip slid along the pussy lips until it found the clitoris and I touched it. Her hips bounced as I touched her clit and I also stopped suddenl.... She laughed and said, it was all right. It felt great as I touched her there. Now she made me lay between her legs with my face was exactly at the level of her ‘Y’; the wonderful pussy. Her sight, the damp aroma was so intoxicating that I just could not resist tasting her. I kept touching her clit and playing with her pussy while leaning. She said I must keep all this quiet. Moms friends must not know this about Cindy. Carla had heard about Cindy around town. She appeared to be into girls but she liked guys to. Maybe she was bi sexual I thought. I hadnt found any guys who had sex with her, one guy said she wouldnt let him feel her pussy. I asked Carla if she thought mom was bi sexual or whatever they call it. She said no, that mom had always just liked guys. Carla and I both had heard moaning coming from moms room at night. ..won't seem to turn over." Well, Hadley, I'm no mechanic, but I can certainly call a tow truck for you, if you need," as he smiled back at you. "Well," you sighed, "I already tried that.. I don't have any coverage...." I could always offer you a lift, if you need." Uhm, well," you stammered as you pondered over your options. No cellular phone was working, it wasn't like you were going to be able to repair the car yourself, and your options seemed pretty short. Besides, at least he had a. But time was not permitting me. But I was attending all her programmes and taking photos. We use to meet at restaurants and in programmes. Thus 3 years passed. In 2002 January I went to International Photo Fair at Bombay. While returning I brought many gifts to my wife , friends and children. I brought a nice saree and a watch for Revathi also. On 14th Janyary it was Pongal festival. I went her house and gave the saree to her. She was shocked to see that nice saree and suddenly kissed my hand.