Her body was shaped like most girls could only dream of. Long slender legs that were well toned from running in the gym all the time. Her pussy was sh...ven clean because in her experiences a hairy pussy was a turn off and she wanted her pussy to drive women crazy. She did not have a full six pack of abs but what she had helped her to look as sexy as any super model she had ever seen. Her breasts were her favorite part of her body. They were just above palm size with dark areolas and almost. She looked heavenly in her wedding saree, her belly wriggled like snakes in the sand. That was the first I came of in my pants without even touching myself.It was about a week later, when she had a fight with her husband and her husband left. Next morning she called my mom and asked if she could borrow me for some job. My mom agreed and asked me to go there. I put on my t shirt and went there in my daily pants. oh my god!! when I went there I was too shocked. She opened the door she was just. Billy and Rita joined everyone at lunch. They were holding hands and both began crying as the offer of a real home for her was made. There was plenty of work on the thriving farm and Rita would get paid for her labor for the first time in her life. The women would take her to town to get some good farm and dress-up clothes but they would be paid back from her wages. This was a chance, not charity. She held up her head and nodded and cried some more. Nobody had ever been this genuinely nice to. She didn't forbid them from having sex. She remembered enough from her teen years to know that the moment something was forbidden, the teen would do it. She had a few boyfriends since her divorce several years before but they usually didn't last long for various reasons. It had been a few months since her last relationship that had ended quite abruptly. That guy had got mad because Susan had tripped and knocked over a ladder. It wasn't Susan's fault that he was on the ladder at the time, had.