They started kissing each other passionately. And their body were moving. Their legs were crossed over each other. My dick started jumping inside my l...wer pant. They were doing it very carefully so that their noises not made anyone to wake up.Then the husband started to fondle her boobs. I can’t express the feeling of that time. Those melons were so juicy that anyone can die for them.To my surprise, he took one boob out of her blouse and started to suck it. This time my dick was out of control.. I love playing with her tits. Ten minutes later and I shot my little cum load into her. She was happy laying there. I told her I needed a shower so I headed out the door in my bra, crotchless panties and white stockings with garters on and the tower under my arm.We get the same room all the time. It's the furthest room from the stairs down to the showers. This way everyone there gets a good look at me. I noticed hardly anyone was there all the way down to the showers.I showered in my underwear. Whenever she went out alone, she would be dressed well in a sari, that would be tied a little low, showing her flat belly and navel. She was, sort of a sex goddess to me and I hoped that one day I might get an opportunity to fuck her. I, somehow had a feeling she too had a thing for me but was scared.Since Mrs. Shaheen would be alone, as her husband was in a multi national company and a frequent traveler, my mother would ask me to go and help her, sometimes I would also stay over. I was always. ” Then with a chuckle, “If she falters and really can’t go on, show her a nude picture of Jeff – not erect. She’s not ready for that, yet. If his nude picture doesn’t get her going, she’s already dead, anyway,” she only halfway kidded. “I suggest you inform her to be ready to start her serious training at six tomorrow.”“Mom, Ann and I already have the parade that we’re working on, and we’re swamped.”Diana frowned and then stared at her daughter. “Are you saying that you and Ann are trying to.