..and then she starts to disrobe.What she does next is a far cry from the businesslike strip-down that you did. She’s basically putting on a stripte...se for the audience—and you. And she’s drawing it out. She tantalizes you with a brief flash of cleavage, teases you with a moment’s reveal of a long, smooth leg, and keeps going until you’re practically ready to beg her to take the robe off.When she finally does, you realize that it was worth the wait.Under the robe, she’s wearing a tiny teardrop. She is a 32-year-old housewife.She looks good, has fair skin and she also maintained her body even after giving birth to two kids. No one can tell she is 32, she looks like 27-28 year old. Anyone would die to have sex with her. I always had an eye on her to have sex since the day I saw her. I always had a good view of her at every festival we had in our society. She comes in dress, saree (I love women in saree) and kurta. One day when she was passing by I accidentally smiled at her. It’s. He is very good. I had a great time with him. How was it with Mike?”“I loved it as I knew I would. I believe it was as good as it was with you. He was fantastic.”Sam said obviously pleased with herself.“How many have you had? I have just finished number two.” She added.“He was my third and possibly the best so far. Every bit as good as Mike and he lasted longer. I enjoyed it and he said I am good as Jan.” I said smiling."I must try and get him then," Sam said."You won't be sorry," I replied.and. At her matter-of-fact violation of his body -- her control."We aren't going to have any lies between us Bradly" she scolded, forcing her index finger inside him"UH. PLa-.. STOP IT RIGHT NOW I'M SERIOUS!" he grimaced. Barely catching himself before using the p-word. This was no time for begging."pla what now?" she raised an eyebrow at him, twisting her finger, working it a little further inside him."gah" he gasped, straightening, 'ok ok please. Please stop OK? Stop please!'."stop please who?".