The no-longer-frumpy-looking woman sat down at the table with hercoffee, and scooted her chair around so she could look at her daughterperched on a st...ol at the kitchen island. She was wearing a whiteblouse that was just sheer enough to notice the lacy black braunderneath holding her large firm breasts in place, tight black jeans,and black pumps. Her hair was no longer gray, that was just a bit oftheatrical powder that washed out in moments. It was now back to itsformer auburn glory, and. I was saying Prakash, you are my love, I love you Prakash.He said I love you too Anjani. Anjani, you are my love. Assuring me he said Anjani I shall love you for ever, and never let you feel neglected. Anjani you are a gem. I love you Anjani. He went on saying all such beautiful things to me. His words were making me feel high and fly in the sky, his love making was making me float in the air.Pressure started building up in me again. My full body was responding to my feeling for my love for. You've got some catching up to do.I nuzzle your neck and nudge your shoulder softly with mine. You roll us over staying deep inside me and now I'm on top straddling your hips. 'Now it's your turn.'I rock my hips in slow circles over you as I lean forward and give you a deep, penetrating kiss. Turning my head side to side allows my hair to caress you softly while I kiss and lick my way down your neck to your nipples. I kiss and tease each nipple, biting them gently and flicking my tongue across. She can feel her master’s eyes on her as she makes her way down the bar, and wonders briefly if this will earn her praise, or punishment. Stopping in front of the next guest…a couple really, she arches her back and then presses her hips to the bar and begins to simulate a humping motion on the bar, then rolls over onto her back and straightens her legs scissoring them in front of the woman, wondering if she can smell the heat of her sex, the smell of her master’s cum leaking out of her pussy..