I pushed my index finger in and touched my clitoris. How good it felt! I hadn’t masturbated for a long time – years, actually. A lot of those feel...ngs I used to have just seemed to have disappeared. I didn’t really miss them. But that night, as I touched myself, they seemed to come flowing back over me. I took off my nightdress and lay naked on the bed, my legs now wide apart and my finger first rubbing my swollen clitoris gingerly, then sliding in and out of me. I used my other hand to cup my. Although he was our servant, I started dreaming of having sex with him. I tiptoed back to my room and frantically masturbated myself by rubbing my clitoris and pushing my fingers inside. While doing so, I was fantasizing & making plans of having sex with Chandu.Chandu used to respect me and also talked freely with me but was afraid of my father. On the next day, I helped him to complete his daily chores in the house. In the evening we both had dinner and were seeing a Hindi movie on TV. The. He whispered in my ear, "You know I love how naughty you're being." I asked, "You want me show you even more?" He of course nodded in agreement. I slid off his body and removed my panties, which I threw on his face. As he shook his head removing the panties from his face. I slipped his long, thick cock inside me. As I started rocking back and forth I noticed his huge smile. This was the first time he had been inside me since our daughter was born, and I was determined to make it worth his wait.. Her name is Tabassum, age 45. Let me describe her. By looks, she’s a typical housewife – a bit on the fair side and a little chubby. She had flesh at proper places like a married woman has.I never thought anything bad on her (I swear) until this happened.Ammi’s simple routine was very much usual. Waking up, making breakfast for us, then washing clothes, watching some TV shows. Then again, a small nap in the afternoon.I forgot to tell you about my dad (Abbu). He works in a factory as an.