There is a high grass, so she had to be in some middle standing pose. Her ass was in height of my cock. As she pose for fuck behind. I wank on her for...about 15 years. I love her ass when she is bent down working in garden. It is most beautiful ass I ever seen. She never wear pants. Only skirts.I was in back yard, feeding my dog. I saw her getting in her back yard and I always stay few moments more to see how she will act. I always hope she will piss. I was fantasizing that for a years. And this. Now I slowly said to monali that do you want to play the game further where what papa and mummy do we will also have to do. She asked me what will we do bhaiya, I said that it is a part of our game and don’t call me bhaiya I am your husband she laughs a bit and said yes I forgot.I was wearing a t shirt and shorts without underwear and monali was also wearing a t shirt and pajama , as she was young she did not have a bulk at her boobs just a little hill shaped with a normal sized nipple and she. “You’re still happy with our arrangement?” I asked.“More than you can know,” she sighed. “Seriously. This is exactly what I need right now. Someday, and it won’t be too long, I’ll be ready to date and find a guy of my own. But for now, I just want to take care of you and make love with you. And, even after this part is over, you have to let me take care of you at work!”“That sounds like an order!” I chuckled.“It is!” she giggled. “You need it, and it’s fulfilling to be able to do things for. I went inside and found out that the lights were switched off and candles were lighted in all corners. I went to drawing room and took seat there and there she arrived; my beautiful angel with black saree and champagne glasses in her hand for both of us. She took seat next to me on sofa and we sipped champagne from each other’s hand and glasses. After sipping a bit, I drew her towards me and we kissed and sucked each other’s lips.After that we withdrew from each other and had dinner which she.