It was noon, and Harriet had just finished cleaning the upstairs anddownstairs bathrooms. She'd left her secretarial job after marryingStan and became...a housewife. Following their two-week honeymoon inBermuda, he'd told her, "I want you to quit your job. No wife of mineneeds to work. Besides, you already have a job. You'll be taking careof me and the house from now on."Harriet sat on the living room sofa and browsed the local Pennysaver.She stumbled across a miniscule advertisement on the. I slowly and gently pump my finger inside her ass, feeling the heat of her lust increasing as her shallow breathing quickens to the sensation of my motion inside her. My cock twitchs and pulses in her hand and she increases the rhythm of her stroking, spreading my pre-cum over my shaft. I massage her breast with my other hand, squeezing her nipple through her dress, igniting tingles of pleasure. She pushs her fingers deeper into her pussy, savoring the sensation of my finger pumping in her ass. She said I can make out the smell of powder and ….” then she paused. She had a shine in her eyes as if she had some thing behind her eyes. I kept on arguing and even she, then suddenly she asked me to stand there and she went in and came back within few seconds with another panty. She asked me to smell it and it smelled of her juices. The smell of her juices was spell binding for me, but some how I controlled myself and said “it is fresh and also it is wonderful smell, which powder are you. Phir didi na apni lastic wali shalwar neecha kar dee or choti see noni bahir niakl kar boli ya la dakh, phir apna hath mara land par rakh kar boli chal ab toon be dekha, mara land pehla sa he tana huva tha, maina be apna trouz neecha kar deya, didi na jab mara land dekha to harann ho gaee chotaa taree noni to bohat bari ho gaee hai, kaya karta hai, mai bola kuch nahi, naturally hai, chal maree noni ko toon hila main taree noni ko, didi boli. Or hum aik doosra ki noni ko hilana laga, chota aik.