She was good looking and on her thirties with 34 size boobs and nice ass which liked most in her. As the days passed i came to know that her name is M...njula and she is divorced and working in a garments factory for her daily living. Whenever I used to see her I used to admire her ass in my mind and used to think which fool will left such lady for another woman.Any ways here comes the real part on July 2014 my wife and kid to their mothers place in Assam (I am basically native of Assam) usually. She started leaking with her love juices in a flow which went through her legs to her arse till her back. I then started kissing her lips and put my tongue inside while she sucked it and then gave me hers to suck.The saliva we exchanged was so lovely that we continued for the next half hour. Then I slowly went lower to her tits and enjoyed every inch of it. The best were her nipples which grew to the size of cherry seeds. I then turned her over and licked her full back till I reached her tail. I looked up at him with a pout. "I'll just feel so guilty if you go! There's plenty of room in here for two people. Here, you start washing." I grabbed a washcloth and the soap and pushed them into his hands. He hesitated, looking at me as if he was afraid of what I would do, and then started soaping up the washcloth and rubbing it over his arms."See," I said with a smile, "it's no problem." I moved back under the spray of the water and started washing my hair. I did my best to show off my. Her white knickers were starting to show out the side of her dress where she held the two ends together. I could see the hooks and eyes I had to clip together and took hold of the girdle. Pulling tight together my hands touched her knickers giving me an erotic feeling “Does it not have to go up?” I asked “Yes but I didn’t think you would want to see all my fat and flab” “Mom you’re not fat, anyway your dress will still covers you up; now tell me how high it has to go”She hitched my.