Goddess was too tired from the long journey she sat on the sofa I was kneeling infront I undo her shoes then had to liks her feet covered in sweat as ...he was too tired I was told to clean the house and she went off to sleep.. I did as she said cleaned the home made lunch unpacked her luggage and putted the dirty coltes for laundry .. when I was done I was kneeling beside the bed looking at her.. she looked so beautiful calm and quiet at sleep her black hair silky hair was touching her cheeks. I guess that's what makes all of us different, that what swims around our girly heads, our imaginations of what men want from us, I know my tight pussy and even tighter bum will thrill the first men to have me, but don't you think my perceptions of what men want, make your cocks hard for me?I sit in church and look around the pews, I see men and their sons look at me, they want to procreate with me, but I am too young for the fathers, I am considered beautiful, untouchable to them, if only they. She always prefer wearing sarees during work once while she was cleaning the house I observed she is a bit careless with her pallu and she used to always wear saree below his round and beautiful plumpy navel.I was watching her boobs they were really good I was trying a lot to control myself as it is impossible for a man to control after seeing her boobs and that went on. Once while my parents were leaving for out of station to attend a function and will return after two days and they said that. That night, he just waited until he thought everyone was asleep, and then he turned to me. I quickly pulled the shirt off over my head.. this time I was gonna feel his bare chest against mine, and I pulled him close to me, with a whispered groan into his ear... He didn't have to ask permission to do anything tonight. As his hand traveled down my tummy to my waistband, my legs automatically opened for him, and he found a much easier access to my crotch, where he played with me again,.