Goosebumps on flesh.She feels safe here.The small villa, her husband's by right, but which she has made her home, stands across the water. Cocooned in...the forest greenery, she can't imagine how life could be better, or how anything could make it worse. Her husband will be back soon from collecting firewood.How do I know all this? I have been watching. Its been many, many years since the villa has been fully occupied. It dates back, as I do, to Roman times. Even prior to this, a Grecian house. I stooped to retrieve them and as I rose shamefaced by my unthinking boorishness, I blurted out clumsy words of apology, which she accepted with a graciousness which I later learned was so characteristic of her.“S’il vous plaît accepter mes excuses sincères, c’était très maladroit de moi Mademoiselle, laissez-moi vous aider avec ces choses,” I said in my very best schoolboy French.“Thank you Monsieur,” she replied, “pas de mal, and it’s Madame,” indicating the ring on the third finger of her. His smooth skin shone against the water.He smiled at me, “Mind if I join you?”“Not at all!” I smiled back.He sat down next to me, placing his feet in the water with me. His gleaming bronze hair shone like the sun. He looked up at me and smiled, just staring at me. “What?” I asked innocently.He didn’t say anything, for a moment I thought he was frozen solid, but he slowly leaned forward and fell into the lake. The water came back up and splashed me as he disappeared into the dark water. I sat. M: are you good now?A: I am in heaven, please don’t stop, I am starving for this.This made me crazy and can’t control myself to kiss her. We are continuously kissing for about 10 mins without stopping.I am pressing her boobs and her boobs and she pulled her churidar up and guided to touch them. I moved my hands towards her waist. Her waist is super soft, young and she moaned ‘ahhh.. Hmm ..’ I am pressing her belly. Wow, what a belly with a little fat around it and rounded belly button makes me.