She used to wear saaris at home and was very casual at home, not wearing bra most of the time. She never wore colorful saaris after her husbands death... Moslty she wore light yellow, blue or white saaris. She was a very modest and orthodox woman. She didn’t have very high urges for sex. Even when her husband was alive, she thought of sex as only to give birth to children. However, after her husbands death, she was feeling lonely and at some times, she yearned for a male body. She started playing. He simply has to stand still and allowhis bladder to empty. When he's finished he can flick his cock back and forthby moving his hips to get rid of any drops that remain. That can be a littlemessy sometimes which is why Paul always performs his bodily functions outsidethe house. I don't allow him to use the bathroom in the house, so if he needsto go, he asks my permission and I allow him to go outside where he has duga hole in the ground. He stands facing the rear of the house, so I can seewhat. ...your body is almost numb.....when you feel a wet tongue coming up in-between your thighs....and it stops just below your hard shaft. You feel the tongue going between your shaft and the hot pussy of your second lovely...then you feel a slight pinch...of a finger...a wet finger. sliding inside your anus.....ooooooh........o my god....what a feeling.....o my god.....this is too much for your head....at this point you are so beyond heaven.....you are being finger fucked in the ass by a woman. She got on her hands and knees and said, “Put that Holy Cream in my unworthy goblet.”Without any thought I dropped to my knees behind her and shoved my hard cock into her unworthy goblet…just as far as I could shove it in. Her breasts were flay on my carpet as were her forehead and her forearms as if she were worshiping. She kept mumbling something over and over as I pounded into her harder and harder. I was pushing her across the floor as I pounded into her. Soon I couldn’t hold back any.