;. The story which i am going to narrate is with our old time maid servant. Her name is Sanjukta alias Sanju. She is having not that attractive figure...or face but fair in complexion. I had no bad feelings for her till the day when she stayed one night in our house when she had a fight with her drunken yard husband. She along with her three kids slept in my room on the floor on a mat. At night, i got up to urinate, while coming from bath room, i saw she was. Lying on her back with her sari. She could sense the dangerous, ruthless edge to him, the steely will of a survivor. It completely unnerved her. That and the way he even looked different from the man she had loved for so long. Maybe it was the lighting in this bawdy nightclub, but even Jake’s hair seemed to be a darker shade, almost as black as her own. It used to be a soft, sandy brown, but now it matched his dark clothes. It matched his dark gaze as he surveyed her. ‘Not turning coward on me, are you?’ he suddenly asked.. Her hands holding the back of my neck and she rode aggressively. I was doing my part too. Thrusting upwards with every bounce she made and constantly massaging and penetrating her butt hole. Her eyes rolled backwards and the sign was clear. This time the clenching was harder. I kept going as much as i could until i felt the secretion of her juices on the inside followed by a little squirt on my belly. Well thats totally fine for me. A little is better than nothing. I held her comfortably in my. We took care of our daughter and still got our homework and chores done every night.Liz and Mom helped so much with Megan as well. While we were in school, they took turns caring for her. This allowed us to finish with some very good grades.When Megan was two years old, Heather graduated and went off to college on a full scholarship. When she called home, she didn't care how the rest of us were doing until she heard about her niece.I graduated a year later and stayed around the farm to help my.