Akshat ne mujhey tanki se chipka diya aur mere boobs zor zor se dabaane laga. Uske baad usne mujhey bhaut tightly hug kiya aur mere boobs apni chaati ...e daba diye. Hug karte karte hi usne ek zor se chata mara mere hips pe.. Aaahhh … Aur firse mara… Dono hips pe kareeb 10 10 baar mar diya…Uske baad usne mere hotho ko choomna shuru kiya.. Mere hoth pakar kar apne hotho se kheechna shuru kiya… Mujhey bhaut maza aa rha tha… Abhi uska left hand mera right hips daba rha tha aur uska left hand mere. “I always did like licking the beaters, didn’t you,” she chirps. She giggles as he runs his tongue between her fingers and nibbles at their ends. Having “washed up,” Ruby grabs the pudding pak and plunges three fingers of her right hand into he. She digs deep and twists, scraping every morsel out and then pastes it on her ample bosom. She’s got that little girl humming going again and in a sing song voice says, “This is ‘areola art.’ I’m really quite good at it, ya know.” The pudding pak is. Eventually Debbie speaks up and asks Jenny if shouldwould leave for a little bit because she would like to speak to me alonefor a moment. Jenny simply nods her head and looks down on me. It wasone of the most unique looks I have ever seen. It was a look of concernand caring I had never seen, except for maybe my mother. I know thatneither one of us wants to let it each other go, but I assure Jenny Iwill be fine. I whisper into her ear that I wore water proof mascara onpurpose today which. She would also call me from the bathroom (while she would be taking shower) when mother would not be around, and I realized that she would call me quite often than she would when mum would be around.I had been inside the bathroom on a number of occasions while she was taking shower – to fix a bulb that was not working, to hand her over towel, to check the leaking tap, and during this entire she would be in the bathroom with me. Mostly, whenever I entered the bathroom to help her.I would only.