Guys I knew would ask me how it was taking Hetty's cherry and I would just smile and say, "Hey, a gentleman doesn't talk about things like that."I lef... everyone who talked to me with the impression that even though I wasn't going to talk about it I'd had a great time. Word got back to Hetty and she told a few of her friends that it was bullshit and when it came back around to me that she had denied it I just smiled and said, "A gentleman never calls a lady a liar."The more Hetty protested her. She's good at it. I couldn't admit to the truth this time, so I began my counter-attack."It's for art" I countered. She took one menacing step into my room and folded her hands under her arms.She was wearing a tank top, like she usually does while working around the house, and the act of her arm folding served to push her breasts up into a nice cleavage valley at the top of her tight-fitting tank top."What is the assignment?" She asked through ever-so-slightly gritted teethe. I faltered. I. She whispered “Its so great Bob, I have been waiting for this from such along time but you are only concerned about neeru and not me”. After a while as He started removing her sari, and then he unhooked her revealing blouse and showering kisses on her cleavage and armpits. The cups of her bra were so designed that almost half of her boobs were left uncovered. Her half covered succulent and voluptuous breasts were looking marvelous. They really looked as if struggling hard to come out of her. She whispered, “It’s OK if you want to cum inside me. I want it, so do you, please ... GEORGIE, I want your cum, your babies, and June and Bill want grandchildren so badly. So, cum inside please?”Her words did the job and I exploded, totally unable to keep track how much, but it was a helluva lot!She never stopped riding me the whole time, and it was exceptional! With all of my strength, I pulled away from her arms and had her on her back in an instant.The smile it put on her face was unique.I.