They were also from Kerala and her name is Geetha. I had an awesome structure don’t know how she accepted that idiot as her husband and not at a goo... pair. No match. Let me come to the story and once I went there for having dinner as usual I was starring at her and enjoying her beauty which made me hard there itself don’t know why she turned and saw my face. I was starring directly on her boobs. I felt somehow weird when she caught me. She did not tell anything. I came back to room after dinner. She wiped her face and dabbed at the remaining tears in her eyes."Oh darling," she whispered. "My darling Uncle Rob. He heard me and answered my prayers. I was terrified I was going to lose you."Her cheek went against his again. "I love you so much," she went on. "You're my life. If nothing else this morning has shown me that you're that." Her head came back up. "Kiss!"They did so very gently, lingeringly and with intense love. When they broke Lottë smiled at him, a smile so gentle, so warm so. I wasn’t really sliding out as much as moving inside of her pussy. We both seemed to want each other so bad. I just wanted to have my cock buried inside her womb. Finally I had my hands under her shoulders and she had her legs locked behind my ass with both hands pulling me in. We weren’t talking at first the sensation was so overpowering. I was really close to cumming. And she kept sliding up my dick as I moved on each out stroke. Her pussy was milking my cock. We where both just kind of. Now, she closed her eyes and wrapped her arms around herself as she began to move with the music, it filled her, the words burned into her soul and lifted her. Music had always been able to carry her away, every song from her past brought back vivid personal memories. But this song reminded her of Samy. He had brought to her that same feeling of safe harbor, and she sorely missed him even if she had only been with him that one time. She hadn’t wanted to go home that day. She had driven home.