God knows how he knew the correct size for the basque, but it was a perfect fit.The curtains were closed as she walked around the house in what she th...ught of as her whore's outfit. While she waited for the doorbell to ring she peeped out through the curtains into her garden. The young man who tends the garden was out there working on the borders. The sun was already warm and the young man had his shirt off. She could see his chest glistening with sweat. Her pussy started to throb and she. The day passed by.Next day I left my house on the pretext of visiting my friend but carefully went to saniya’s house. I knocked and she opened immediately. I asked, ‘is this jyoti?’. To which she blushed and asked me to get in. I went in and sat comfortably. She asked me as to why I do all this. I replied ‘ to please unsatisfied ladies like you’.She was glowing. She asked me for tea n all. To which I replied don’t worry I’ll have milk, your milk at which she got naughty.She said that buddha. I use to jack off at night thinking about some of these much older, but super hot ladies my mom was friends with.When I became a teenager, I was with her one time at a ladies house for a visit and I went in to use her bathroom. I had sniffed my sisters panties a few times growing up (my first smell of pussy) and the smell of pussy would make me hard as a rock and I would shoot some pretty big loads of cum. So, I find several dirty pairs of this ladies panties and I sniffed and licked on them. I thought nothing of it and made for the stairs again."Ahem," a gentle sound pulled me back a step. I looked back and saw a sliver of Lizzy's face looking at me through her partly opened bedroom door. From what I can see her hair was dripping wet. I turned my body and took a few steps closer, raising an eyebrow at her in anticipation. "I um...left my towel in the bathroom," she said in such a soft whisper I almost couldn't hear her. "Get it for me?" she asked. The one piercing blue eye I could.