Ma was at the corner, then me, then my two friends and then other people.Since maximum people tried to fit in to this row, there was no space between ...s and I was “plastered” on Ma. My mother is quite a plump lady andit was difficult for her to sit in that way. After some time Ma got up from the seat and said, “You guys sit comfortably. I will stand for a while.If my feet get tired then I will sit again.” This was a two-hour journey and by this time there was only one soft light glowing at the. The following day, I was relieved not to see Cliff at school, but I had a feeling that it had something to do with my mom’s birthday. That feeling was proven true when my mom didn’t pick me up from school, and I had to make the long walk home under the blistering heat. At least I had my phone and my earbuds to entertain myself and make it more bearable.It wasn’t like my mom to ignore me, forget me, or anything along those lines. All she had ever shown me was love and attention, but I knew that. Dave stood infront of Tina with his rock hard cock sticking out of his jeans. She didn't move or look up. Even though she didn't recognise the old warn out training shoes and dirty jeans, she knew it would be Dave stood there and if she did look up he would slap her, hard across the face. Tina knew Dave had gone past his 'turning point'. That is the point where he turned nasty and he was capable of hurrendous demands. If his demands weren't carried out to the letter she knew she would get a. I’m not going to reveal his name here. On our wedding night, however, we didn’t consummate our marriage and ended up talking through the night, but the morning after, we ended up having sex. My saree hunched up to the waist, my legs spread open, and my pussy eager and wide, taking his thrusts, holding him close to me. Ah! What a bliss it was!It soon became a routine. We’d end up having sex almost daily. He seemed to love it and I was insatiable. He was good, no doubt, but I craved for more..