Poor Lisa was apparently so frightened that she didn’t take time to put on a raincoat or even grab an umbrella, so she arrived, panting, and soaking...wet. I grabbed a couple of large pool towels that were just inside the door on a shelf above the washer and dryer and wrapped them around her. She thanked me and gave me a hug that lasted a bit longer and was a bit more intimate than one might expect from a mere hug of gratitude. I was grateful to be on the receiving end of her hug, as was my cock,. His mother, poor Nele, had raised him well.When the noon bell sounded from the half finished bell tower in the village, the Smith and his family and helpers assembled around the large table. He had two sons of fifteen and twelve years, and a daughter of ten. Of course, the sons were already learning the craft and helping their father while the daughter helped Hedwig in the kitchen. Little Lisa was probably the only girl in the village who did not fear "the Black Man" as the collier was. Please do come in.” I ushered her to the couch in the living room.“Is that my basket in your hand?” She pointed out as we walked.I turned toward her with a smile. “I was actually coming to your house just now.” I moved to the table inside the living room and set the basket of fruits in the middle.We sat opposite to each other.“That would have been really kind of you. I was quite lonely in my house anyway.”She saw me raise my eyebrows in surprise.“Yeah, my ex-husband came to take his children.. I felt very embarrassed and put on my clothes to go to attend the function. I saw Ritu again at the venue and observed that her boobs size had increased after the birth of her second child. This was attracting me towards her.Ritu was having the right fat in the right places. I was staring and scanning her body continuously. She noticed this and came to me after sometime when I was sitting alone. I smiled at her and so did she. Our conversation started like:Ritu: How are you Aryan?Me: Fine and.