“Nah, I will be fine by myself.” I replied halfheartedly. At my response, she nodded and did a quick chant before she slowly levitated back across...the river. ... On second thought, maybe there was something they could do for me. I dove into the river and swam hard diagonally to keep my barring of where the soldiers lined up and made it across the river about the same time as she did. That stupid spell of hers was way too slow for actual locomotive, but decent for beginners, as it had a. Her husband (my mama) works in a private company and usually stays 3 days a week in the home as he would do double shift to avoid traveling distance. I used to go to their home every day since they stay next to my mom place to play with their kids.One day, as I was playing with their kids, my mami was sweeping the floor and I got a glimpse of her tits in her saree since the pallu was moved and she did not notice it. She has very good tits around 36 c and her ass (omg) it would be round and well. I pull out of her and she moans but stops when I turn her over and enter her without ceremony in the very underrated missionary position, pumping slowly at first, locking my eyes on hers. Is it my imagination or is there softening there, a tender look. Maybe it is just the gentle motion, I increase my tempo, straining a bit achieve the right cadence. It feels good now, I feel at home here, she pulls here legs up to increase her pleasure but her gaze is unwavering. I’m drowning in her eyes. She. Man, she was hot! There wasn't an ounce of fat anywhere on her. My dick was getting stiffer by the second; a bulge in my shorts was starting to show.I took a chance and slipped a finger around her waist and into her belly button, fingering it for just a split-second. Brittany gasped, and her eyes opened and met mine in the mirror. Then her eyes looked down at the reflection of my bulge. She didn't say anything though. She just closed her eyes, bit her bottom lip (pink lipstick!), and rested.