It seemed that a British officer had decided to use her home as his headquarters while he and his men raided the countryside for loot and provisions."...'ve sent my children off to their grandparent's, my parents' home and just kept old Sam and his wife here to cook and look after the place. There's not much left to look after." What's he done?" I asked, feeling stupid but seeing fear in her fine-boned face."You mean other than attacked me regularly, slapped me around, treated me like a common. There were several people out there smoking and drinking, but no still Claire or Steph. But then I saw someone standing at the far end of the patio, nearby to what looked like a small entranceway into a side building. As I walked down some steps and approached the person, I saw that it was Steph. The moment she saw me, her eyes widened visibly, then she quickly composed herself again and walked towards me, putting her hands out in front of her.“Paul, she’s just doing a pee down that alleyway.. Then he squeezed his cock and I fell on the bed, off of his cock. I was so tired and full of sweat all over me.After a while, he came back with his hands washed, and laid behind me, cuddling me. He smelt my neck and said,-mmh…you smell much better this way, you know?-He kissed me several times on my neck, shoulders and upper back. I did not object. As he cuddled me and stopped moving, I closed my eyes……felt like sleep is far away from me. I layer opened my eyes and looked at him. He appeared to. I heard her walk towards the door; she opened it slightly and said “ek minute babuji. While she stood behind the door, I could see her nude body in the mirror from the side, her breasts glistening with water, her ass curving perfectly and her dark patch of pubic hair clearly visible as water droplets clung to them, not wanting to leave. I stood transfixed and rooted to the spot, as shanti then reached out and gave me the purse, not realizing how she had inadvertently exposed her raw sex appeal..