She was wearing a yellow saree with a matching blouse and was having a string of jasmine flowers in her hairs long black hairs. Aravind told my mom �... mam, your son’s score is very less in this exams and if he continues like this I dont think he will clear the board exams”.My mom looked very worried about this statement and was asking him, is there any way to improve my grades. He said that she should give more interest in my studies and teach me maths at home. But she said that is also little. "Where are you staying?" she asked as I leaned across the seat for a quick kiss."I haven't decided yet," I said "Probably the Windmill or one of those places near here." Okay, then, where to for lunch?" she asked."I am at your mercy, M'lady, you pick." Not wanting to make decisions, are we?" She smiled."Nope, just want to look at you while you drive." I smiled back and settled in to admire her curves. She was wearing a lightweight summer dress in a pretty yellow color that contrasted. But in the back of her mind, she knew that what ever Sara thought of as payback it was probably going to be one hell of a doozy. Sara started to cuss her when she hit an another pot hole. Just as she began to yell at her for the intentional hit Bounty flipped the switch, so instead of yelling, she screamed in pleasure while cussing.“YOU GODDAMN SLUT I'M SO GOING TO GET YOU FOR THIS SHIT” Sara clung to the arm rest trying her best to fight the multiple orgasms attacking her body. She thought to. We no longer had sex to rid of primal urges but rather to relax and enjoy each other's company and I found this all very refreshing.Another change that slowly took place with Tom, was that he had become far more vocal before and during sex. He would talk about his fantasies in great detail while we slowly fucked and brought each other to orgasm. Time and time again, I would allow myself to go along in these short journeys he would concoct in his mind.Predominately, his stories included me.