The girl told me to do hurry that she would leave this place soon. I told her to be quite and asked her name, she replied “Basonti”. Basonti wore ... blouse and petticoat. I called her to come closer me, she was feeling shy and slowly came near me.I kept my bended index finger under her chin and lifted upward. Her face lifted up she kept her eyes closed, I kissed on her forehead. Soon I unbuttoned her blouse and removed it from her body. Her breasts were just like tennis ball and the nipple with. She was married and had 2 sons and her oldest (David) was working at the store when I started there. I never thought anything sexual of her; she was friendly and always had something nice to say to anyone and everyone. We would always make small talk when she would pick up or drop off David. I started noticing a change in her demeanor, she just didn't have that pep and the glow of her smile was faded. One day I asked her in our small talk sessions if she was feeling okay, I said something to. ”After a few seconds of silence, she mused, “Maybe this will help you make up your mind.” Grabbing the hem of her sweater, she pulled it off and quickly did the same with her pants, tossing both to the ground.Beneath the baggy sweatsuit, she wore a sexy schoolgirl outfit (which explained the shoes, glasses, and pigtails). The white top was so tight you could see right through it. She wasn’t wearing a bra, her white tits and light pink nipples clearly visible, and the top stopped above her. " It is a good thing mom did not understand the double meaning.As Danni continued her taunting and her sexual adventure in the family room, I answered her question. "Yes, I love my lover."Mom brought the raspberry tea, two cups, and some sweet crackers to us. She saw Danni working muscles near my crotch. "Oh, Mark, are you having hip pain again?" I panted in sexual bliss, "No, mom, no pain. I have some stiffness and Danni has sweet hands and fingers. She knows how to find the right muscle and.