She almost blushes, so I go on and ask her if her breasts like attention. She demurly says yes as I stroke her leg. I say how lucky Tom is, I never ge... to lick and suck on lovely breasts, especially not ones as perfect as hers. She says something about that, and I say that I know what I'm talking about because I've seen them, remember those pictures from last year? They were for me. Tom sent me your lovely breasts when my marriage was having problems.She looks up in surprise. That was for you?. The train was about to depart and Pooja said bye to her grandmother and hugged her.I was sitting on the aisle seat and Pooja had to bend towards the window seat to hug her grandmother. As Pooja leaned, her body came close to me. It came bloody very dangerously close. I could feel the wonderful scent and heat oozing out of her body.The closeness of her hot body shook me, arousing me. The deepest pores of my senses woke up. The urge to touch her hot body struck me but I resisted. I was completely. Main – Thik hai kal shaam ko aap India Gate ke park me aa jana.Pooja – Thik hai main kal shaam 5 baje aa jaungi.Fir agli din shaam ko main park me Pooja se mila. Hum dono ne face to face bhi uski problem ke bare me baat kari.Pooja – Manoj jesa maine socha tha, aap bilkul wese hi ho. Mujhe aap bahot pasand aaye ho. Sach kehun toh mera man aapke hontho ko chusne ka kar rha hai.Main – Nhi abhi ye sab main nhi karna chahta. Tum ek baar apne ghar ja kar baat karo, agar aapke ghar wale mante hai toh. Seeing how comfortable she was getting in front of the camera (or maybe it was the wine) made me decide that I wanted to see how far I could go with my "model". I wanted to see if I could get her to pose sexy for me. I had my stash of magazines and had seen loads of pics on the Internet—could I get my Mom to do stuff like that? When her back was turned to me, I was treated to a good view of her round and very shapely ass in her dress skirt. "How's that, sweetheart?" she asked while looking back.