She is a very attractive widow, forty-two, nice figure, an older version of Janet, really.They talk with each other several times each day and seem to...talk just about everything. She had confided in Janet that the last few months had been very depressing, very lonely, and that she was really down."She's really down, Doug, I've never heard her so low. I just don't know what to do." Well, how about her doctor. Dear Abby is always recommending people see their doctor when they're feeling down.". Now he was waiting for Ananya to come. She was changing to something better. Kailash was waiting, sitting on the chair with a brush in his hand.The door opened and there she walked in. Kailash was dumbstruck to see this woman walking to the chair in a blue saree. With a sleeveless black blouse. Backless. Her hair was tied in a bun. She was looking like a beautiful masterpiece.He just wished to draw her nude but decided to control himself. He proceeded with the painting. Kailash, being a. "It's great!" she said, staring at his prick. "I love it!"Rick reached out and brought her hand over to his prick."Show it," he said, his voice tight with excitement.Anita jacked on his cock, her fingers barely reaching around its thick shaft. Great amounts of pre-cum ran from the slitted tip of his prick, and she smeared the pre-cum out and down his entire prick-shaft. Her hand slid up and down his cock easily, greased by his thick fuck-juice."Oh, baby," Rick groaned, reluctantly pulling away. . any single motion is about to send me of to orgasm. He position his hand softly on my panties and feeling all my wetness I see his eyes widen and his breath quicken. My body arches towards his hand. But he removes it. I am shaking by now...my muscles all over the body are all contracting with my pussy...the pulsations are so powerful. He takes a hold of my panties with both hands. I put my hand on his and shake my head (no...dont). But that makes him pull them off so much rougher. I am.