"My! You ARE happy to see me!" she giggled. I pulled the zipper down. She did a stripper's shimmy and her dress dropped to the concrete. She turned an... said "Get your camera. You're going to want to remember this." I fumbled for my phone, my eyes drinking in all of her...the rosy nipples, already hard and looking like two big gumdrops...the full, still-proud breasts... the slightly rounded belly. I took pics as fast as the camera would let me as she flashed smile after smile. Her hands roamed. "I think she is far more ruthless and determined than you imagine. And it will not take long for her to have Henri eating from out of her hand, rather than from his mother's."Matilde appeared sceptical at my prediction."How will she achieve that? Henri has been dominated by his mother from birth, and his father was dominated from the day he married the shrew." A wife can give something a husband desires which a husband's mother cannot. Not unless the mother is prepared to suffer the everlasting. Still, there had been several phone calls and emails but they were normally just newsy and fun. This last message felt a little more sexually charged to Chloe. She didn’t mind particularly. Darren was amazing and she was always keen to make him happy. The screen lit up and she grabbed the phone, analysing the words carefully: Underneath? She smiled, this was so naughty. The thought of driving Darren wild from such a great distance suddenly seemed very appealing to Chloe. Her skin started to. I was tensed that weather I would be able to satisfy her. She asked me to come to her bed room and I followed her lead. In the bedroom both of us were silent for couple of minutes and were just doing nothing. Aunty melted the ice and asked me if I have got any girl friend. I said yes. She said have you ever fucked her I replied no. Then she asked me why then I was silent. Then she placed her hands in my upper thighs. And said that come close to me, which I did. Then she kissed me in my lips. I.