Huh? she breathed, confused. To the ice-cream place. Were getting you some ice-cream, I announced. Oh, no, thats okay. We dont have to… And Im not d...essed to go out anyways, I wasnt expecting company, she argued. Indeed, she was wearing black sweat-pants and a white tee that wasnt quite form fitting but certainly wasnt oversized. When she moved or shifted her stance, a little of her belly would peek out from between her pants and the seam of her shirt. She certainly wasnt dressed to go out, but. So she called my name to help her,since i was like her son.even i cant able to reach it.so she said she wil bring a stool and asked me to climb and take d things.i was very much feared since i was wearing a lungi and since it was a summer ,i din wear my underwear .then after 30 secs she brought d stool and signaled me to climb it .i was little hesitant coz i knew if i climb she wil see my naked dick .then with her compulsion i climbed .when i was taking things form d shelves suddenly i looked. I could feel my cock begin to move. “Yes, She’s out in the cabana by the pool,” I almost stammered. “Go on out there and I’ll make you a drink” I said, trying to regain my composure and sound grown up. “Thank you, Johnny. That would be nice,” she said as she put her hand on my shoulder and lightly brushed past me coming through the door. I turned and watched as she, I thought, put a little more wiggle in her walk. By now my cock was making a noticeable bulge in my shorts.I brought a drink out. She grabbed my hair and pulled my head back. It felt like heaven.She smiled and squeezed my cock. I jerked and held her waist. She moved closer to my face and whispered in my ear, “I know you still love me, Bava” and kissed on my neck. I could feel her tongue licking my neck. I pressed her waist strongly. She hissed and kissed on my lips.She knew that I was totally in her control now. She smiled and moved away from me. I held her hand and tried to pull her closer. I stared at her and she asked.
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