As I like to stay very lavishly so I had Dvd player Tv fridge every thing with me. I had developed good relation with this family. Some time Raju or R...kha or Ramana used to come to my house for getting cooled water and some time to watch movies. Raju was a drunkard and most of the time he used come home at or around night ten-o-clock drunk and straightaway go to sleep. Ramana was beautiful lady with attractive face; big boobs and a real big protrude heavy buttocks. Rekha was short, small tits. After a couple of weeks of chatting she knew that I was completely hooked onto her. She knew that she could make me do anything she wanted. I had already told her that I was not very good at fu**ing, but I was good at other things. This is when she told me that she is married, to a rich businessman who was about 42, and had no time or energy for her. Whenever they would hit the sack, which was once in a month or so, he would just quickly pump her and go to sleep after cumming with her being. I quickly tied one hand then the other and she stood there arms pulled outward. It was beautiful site. I kissed, caressed, teased and nibbled at her. Her sighs and moans told me she was loving it. Her eyes closed letting me have my way, which I did. Moving from tame teasing, I shifted to a little more intensity. I put my hands in her panties, spanked her, and pulled her hair. I told her I would not be gentle with her. I grabbed her hips and pulled them back, making her take several steps back. The setting sun was 30 seconds from disappearing behind the nearby hillside. Silver Quail brought her coffee out to the steps of the porch and enjoyed the cool evening breeze as the last tendrils of light rose on the barn and disappeared above its roof. Nancy soon joined her on the steps with her own cup. “It’s a nice night,” Silver Quail took a sip with a smile. “I wish somebody would show up. I want to check the traps when there’s an audience around,” Nancy chuckled. .