Even that was unsettling, when was the last time he had referred to a woman as such and not as a slut or a whore. But try as he might and he certainly...had, he knew she was neither of those. He left the wet bar and approached the cross. She was asleep as he gazed down at her. He very carefully started to unbuckle all the leather that held her in place. When he at last released the collar from around her neck his moment of decision was upon him. He shook his head and faced his demons. He slowly. 'I like to feel a woman do that', he said thickly, the change in his tone excited me sexually, I was past caring and just wanted to fuck, 'Do what Granddad', I asked inquisitively teasing?'Raise her arms in surrender', he replied thickly.I smiled and squirmed even more, as both his both hands slid under the hem of my skirt all the way up to my stocking tops. I closed my eyes, whilst at the same time began tightening my crotch muscles, trying to grip an imaginary cock that lay deep inside my. It was her first experience for such a foreplay. She was kissing me and moaning at the same time with pleasure.I inserted my finger into her pussy and started to pump it. She hugged me tight and kissed me. I knew she was reaching her climax as her juice was flowing over my hand. I increased the speed of the hand trust. After some time of play I looked into her eyes and asked her. How is it did you enjoy? She said I have never enjoyed this kind of sex in my life. I told her frankly that I really. As I usually left for my office at 9 morning and return after 10 at night so I seldom able to see them , anyway come to know that it’s a small family husband –wife and a little girl child ( 2 yrs or so ) but always have the desire to see that beauty but don’t have any bad intention, its really occupied my mind . now every day I used to seat on the baranda as want to know more about , what’s her name what’s her hubby do and so to my luck one day when me sitting outside her little girl came to.