When, finally, her pleasure broke, it was sweet, pure intensity. She moaned and undulated, draining every drop of sensation.Marie kissed back up her b...dy and held her. Flora held her back just as tightly.“There is one more thing,” Marie said.“Good heavens. Did my husband also prescribe specific positions?”Marie giggled but quickly sobered. “This isn’t about him. This is about your cousins.”“The ones imprisoned?”“They’ve requested an audience with you.”Flora bit her lip. They had betrayed her. He said, “Wait in the hall and when I tell you, then you come to the bedroom.”I was very nervous. I locked the main door and was pacing in the hall impatiently, excited, confused and preparing myself for the new experience.After 10 minutes, he told me to come to the room. I went to the room and was shocked by seeing the things which were on the bed.There was a blue transparent saree, matching blouse, and inner garments on the bed. On the side, I also saw lipstick, mascara, and all other girl. I had to teach herEverything from kissing to blowjob. Now she is perfect and knows how toSatisfy me. I start with oral sex and make her excited. She goes wild afterSometimes and gives me nice fuck almost everyday.We are staying in a small rented house with one bed room, hall and aKitchen. The house owner is a widow in early forties with average looks butFantastic figure. She is has very big boobs and sexy buts. Since the firstDay we rented house, she started showing interest and good response. I asked her to meet me in my room so we can talk more privately, on one weekend she came to my room, WOW, there she is, and she is wearing blue saree. We started to chat on various matters, but on seeing her curves in her saree because she was wearing a thin sari and a very short blouse that does not protect to cover her large white boobs and her sari exhibiting all the shape of round dome like butt, I was aroused and not showing any interest in chatting, she noticed it but kept on ignoring..