“What’s wrong?” my mother asked.“Nothing.”“You had a very sad look on your face.”I didn’t look at her but said, “It’s just that I�...�ll be leaving in a couple of months.”“You’ll only be five hundred miles away.”“Right, ‘only’ five hundred miles,” I responded.“I can come and visit on special weekends and you’ll come home on holidays.”“Yeah, but ... but how are you going to get ... get along without me?” I asked, my eyes tearing and my voice cracking. A better question might have been; how was I. I stood there looking at my phone and casually glancing at the cubicle where she had disappeared, I noticed a gap in the curtain and her reflection in the mirror. I watched as she stepped out of her skirt, she was wearing hold ups and in between the pale flesh of her thighs, I spied her lace underwear. I couldn’t believe this erotic scene that was playing out before my eyes. She hooked her fingers into those panties and pulled them down revealing her shaved pussy. It looked good enough to eat. ” Adelaide said. “Yeah, you want something?”“Just keep the beers coming,” I drank from my glass.“I’ll be right back.” Adelaide promised. Jess and I watched her walk away.“You guys can have some of my fries and stuff. There’s going to be too much for me.” Nisha said.“Thank you.” Jess murmured.“God, I hope so. I find the poutines here big.” I said. “You’re petite.”“Yeah,” She said. “I usually only eat like this after sex and I’ve been underappreciated lately.”“You’re welcome.” I smirked.“For. I was speechless. Paralysed. Couldn’t even blink. Then… the whole nightdress was deftly pulled over my own head and shoulders and my universe was plunged into some kind of sweet smelling semi-darkness. For a second I couldn’t believe what had just happened but then reality hit home and I had to concede that I’d actually joined Simmone INSIDE her nightie! But that’s not all. With a ravenous urgency she seized a hold of my head and thrust me face-first into her divine, heavenly scented cleavage.
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