I had always wanted to model, and now I had my chance. Luckily I had, had my bikini line done only a couple of days ago, my legs too. I had an appoint...ent at the hair dressers in an hour, so my hair would look good as well. This was, I knew a one off, so I intended to make the most of it, even if Mark was there, he was used to watching other women being photographed, I hoped he could really cope with seeing his mother in front of the camera. He had given me one piece of advice on our way home. That's why my pretty wife was so turned on. My dick throbbed afresh at the certain knowledge that she was going to let this go a lot farther than I had even hoped.Right in front of my eyes, he pushed her skirt up around her waist and slipped his long Black fingers down inside the front of her panties. “Oh, Javon...” she breathed as he pulled her mouth back to his for more tangling-tongues action. His fingers were busily working on her sappy pussy, rubbing her clit, stroking up and down her. After a while, she got some doubt and released herself from my grasp and left the room.The next day both of us acted normal as if nothing has happened. Arshiya wanted to bring an application form from a college for MBA admission. As uncle was out for work, aunty asked me to accompany Arshiya. It was a village and buses arrived only after a gap of one hour between each other.We reached the bus stand which was around 1 km from the house at around 11 am. And we were sweating profusely. For the. ." Deirdre played with a strand of thick, dark hair that hadfallen into her face. "Well, I hadn't really called it that. A lot of mydescriptions fall into that 'ladies don't say that kind of things'category to be honest." Understandable dear." Katrina chuckled, then waved her new apprenticeforward. "I think the fireworks are over, Raella. Come help me hold thispart while I sew it." I done fussing, Raella." Deirdre assured the girl then rolled her eyes."I think." How is life at the palace?".