Then, I noticed that Paul nodded his head in what appeared to be affirmation to whatever Darla had said to him. I knew that they would walk to the end...of our street and then return back past my home on the way back to theirs, and I wanted them to stop again so I could check out Darla more carefully. I went down my driveway and broke a branch off of my rosemary bush and took it back out to the street to wait for them to come back by. When they got back, I said, “Darla, do you know what this is?”. A woman needs to know that she has a man who lusts over her - a man who can not get enough of looking at her, imperfections and all, and his eyes betrayed his lust. That it was my son looking at me this way only intensified the feminine feelings that I felt, the love.The first time I saw a man masturbate, while he watched me do the same - which was also a first, my passion for our relationship rose to new heights. All because a man could look upon me, stroke his rock hard dick and eventually. Living out in the country certainly afforded us our privacy as such a living arrangement like ours would be next to impossible to hide living in a town, amongst neighbors. Still though, we needed a cover story should anyone ask. I decided we would tell anyone who asked that Mel and I were family from out of town who were down on our luck and were living there until we could get back on our feet, which wasn't a complete lie. The most difficult part would come when the women's bellies started to. She lives near my home. It happened in the week. My semester final exams were just finished. So I went to my student’s home quite earlier. It was 3.30 pm. I knew that her parents are in their offices. I found the main door opened. Their temporary servant might have left the flat and my student forgot to lock the door. Or was she sleeping? Thinking those, I entered into the drawing room and saw my student. She was wearing tight choodidar pajamas with a frock. She was sitting in a sofa chair with.