The next day during breakfast, she told Thakur ji that she wants to go home. Thakur was surprised but she insisted that she was homesick. Anulekha’s...village was even remote than Thakur’s. They had just 2 buses, one in the morning and other in the evening.The morning one had already left while the evening one is so jam-packed that no woman would travel unless she had no choice. Mahesh had already taken one car while Thakurji needed the other one for the upcoming village inspector meeting.There. I gently kneel beside your body, your hands close grip the head board and an unseen smile plays across my lips. As you lay there you can feel me moving on the bed, subtle movements, as if searching for something on the bedside table. The uncertainty only fuelling the inner fire that is starting to burn within, pushing you to a painfully pleasant place. The next sensation you feel is something light, soft and ticklish, yes, a feather, playfully crossing your flesh, making small patterns on. So she told me to be careful she might just go to the party with nothing but a thin tight dress. I was slightly turned on by the thought and said ok, let see if u will actually do it or u just k**ding me. So as agreed my hot 25 yr. old wife decided to go with nothing under to see exactly how sexy it would make her feel. She managed to get a really tight fitting red micro mini dress that barely covered her cute ass and a cute pair of horns and was going as the horny devil.She got to the party a. I'm now 58 years old, and, because of February, we are raising Shelly. I'll talk more about that later, though.As I sat back preparing to tell Shelly about my horrors with the month of February, Marg looked around the corner from the kitchen, gave me the stink-eye to warn me and a wink to encourage me. She then disappeared back to the kitchen. See what I mean? With just her eyes, she sent me the message that I could go ahead with my story, but she warned that I needed to remember that my.