I immediately took my hand off. She got a little pissed off. She kept moving towards me in ecstasy. She slid from the seat with her cunt coming toward... me.MH: You idiot, Why did u stop? She growled.I didn’t say anything. She slapped me. I didn’t care. She again leaned on the seat.MH: Do something, moron.I got her saree and petticoat together and folded it towards her. I kept the folding onto her tummy. I took sniffed some air. She was a little confused as to what was I doing. I went to her. The day started offnormally, I got up took a shower and ate breakfast. On the fridge was a note from her, "Went grocery shopping, be home at 11." I took a peak at the clock and stretched my arms.10:30 perfect time to start,I thought. I went over into my parent's bedroom and over to her dresser. I pulled open the center drawer, I knew what I was doing, I knew where she kept her sexy panties. The one's she wore when she was fucking my dad and thought I wouldn't know. I also knew which pair I was. Now believe me she used to be a damn beautiful woman in her youngeryears. But she got herself into d**gs, and then hooked on those damnprescription meds, and thusly why she looks so damn wrinkled andmessed up. Anyway her daughter had been at a party my son and daughter inlawwere having and telling that her mom was being an absolute bitch toher and everyone around her. So my being the big mouthed save all tall in the saddle cowboy saidshe just needed a damn man to go over there and litterally. Standing around the crowded table these people sat at, was a handful of attendants and servants.As James walked in accompanied by his guild mates they could hear the loud arguing and shouting of some people all competing to see who could out-yell the others. The two largest offenders were a gentleman in teal robes with a cauldron and a phial embroidered on his back, surprisingly the other one was the usually reserved Hao who seemed to be trying to cuss the other man to death.Said other man.
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