The man was blonde with steely blue eyes and a jaw that looked like it had been carved out a block of solid granite. He had powerful muscular arms and...a big hairy chest and he could have easily been a poster boy for the Aryan race. None of this was wasted on Marge. I noticed she had a flushed look on her face that I'd only seen once before, back when I'd been courting her and she'd been about to go to bed with me for the very first time. Since Marge was lost in her own thoughts, I returned to. I just made a move to leave their room, but Bharthi told me to sit there. I just continued talking to Arthi. Mean time, Bharthi asked Arthi for her inner wears which was in the cupboard behind me. Arthi requested me to take those dresses. I rushed opening the cupboard door and looked at them like for what to be taken from it. Bharthi in a little shy, told me to take a black colored bra, a black lacy panty, and a black colored nightie. I took them from cupboard and gave to Bharthi and I turned. I promise to talk your ears off if you like." In my mind's eye I pictured her bent over in the garden, her skirt tight on her bottom and riding up her thighs as I knelt down pulling weeds and catching a glimpse of her white cotton panties. "Well, you kids enjoy yourselves, I've got weeds to pull." I saw something in her eyes as I felt a delightful tingle between my legs, then turned and walked away to continue my chores for the day. By the time I was back outside pulling weeds, that tingle had. She was surprisingly tight. Her hips rose up off of the sofa in anticipation of more. I did not disappoint her and drove onward with more instance and provoked a long deep shriek that momentaarily made me feel as if I had hurt her. I paused and did not continue until I was assured that this was not the case. She wriggling and writhing beneath me like an undulating snake. I resumed pounding her, our mutually perspired body slapping loudly against on another. Anne never shut her eyes during the.