Now I want to visit there as many times as possible. I always think the purpose to go there, as I also don’t want to make my mami to know about this...Due to my exams I was not able to meet her, but after two months when I went there and I got the depressing news-she had left that place, I was extremely depressed with this news, but the twisted occurred here, my mamiji was cleaning the table and I saw her booms and I realized her figure, she was much more sexy. She is 5’6. I never show any. Later in the day she found an excuse to come to my office and sat on the edge of my desk immediately by the side of me. She was wearing a tight top exaggerating her superb tits and a mini skirt highlighting her shapely legs. It was irresistible and I ran my fingers up the inside of her thigh as she slowly parted her legs in response. I knew that we both wanted to fuck again there and then but it was just too risky in work. I told her that I would follow her home after work and she readily. “It’s me, son… can I come in?” “Sure mum” Alice Gorman opened the door quietly and slipped in before closing the door quickly behind her. She stood there still wearing the pale blue jacket and skirt outfit that she wore to the wedding. “Where’s dad? Thought you were staying at Aunty Elsa’s” “He went straight to bed… has an early start in the morning. Dad wanted to get back…” Alice lied, as it was her that wanted to get back to prevent Ross and Susie being alone together any longer than she had. It wasn’t that he’d been mean. It was more that it would simply never have occurred to him to buy new soft furnishings. With another sigh, she turned back to the bath, grimacing as she watched the water swirl into the tub. ‘This’ll be okay,’ she whispered to herself encouragingly. ‘You can do this.’ But removing the dress was another matter. When dry, the fabric had shimmied across her skin. Now that it was wet it was welded to her. After several attempts she managed to peel it off, only to.