Next day I saw her standing in the balcony having an apple and passed a smile, I thought it as a green and waived my hand to say Hi. She replied back ...aying Hello. I thought it was my golden chance to get this beautiful girl and fuck her. I asked her name and she signaled that she was not able to hear what I was saying. I immediately took a piece of paper and wrote my phone number and my name on the page and threw it to her balcony.Now I was expecting a call. To my surprise I got the paperback,. We drove the 10 miles to my flat in complete silence. When we got there I locked the truck and headed upstairs with him walking behind me. “Make yourself at home” I said as I went to deposit my keys in the kitchen and grab a couple of beers out the fridge, “My roommates away for a few days”.Closing the fridge I turned around to see him standing in the doorway. My cock was immediately at attention as I saw him in the light of my apartment, he looked even sexier than he had by the side of the. Especially his clothes. She was an attractive woman, she knew, she'd just been too busy to take advantage of it properly. Or for them to take advantage of her, properly. She grinned at this thought and began to take care of herself properly: blouse unbuttoned slightly, she cupped her breasts in her hands, sending the typical tickle down to her lower regions. Two breasts, she thought insanely. I like two as well. That put her in mind of her earlier mortification, but instead of freaking her out. My village was located near Kerala and Tamilnadu border. An aunty by name Ponnammal lived near to my home. She was around 35 years, dark-skinned, plumpy and had voluptous structure. For sure, her breast size would be 40 DD. She never used to wear bra (as this was the typical way for village woman). Most of the times,one of her breast (with blouse) and clevages will be fully visible and and she was very less bothered about her saree palluposition. She had broad hips, thighs and multiple folds.