But there are many males around. Bhargav, one Gardener and a man escorting your kids to school… your house is crawling with men. So I am reluctant�... she told me.I smiled and got up “Oh, you want privacy? Come, we will go to my bed room”. I invited her.She got up, thanking me.“But I have to warn you. My bedroom is having many erotic pictures. If you are orthodox or conservative, we will go to my children’s room” I warned her.She laughed. It had a sweet, musical note.“Come on, I don’t think you. I was turned with one leg up on the couch by then. Out of reflex, or focused on the hunt, she jumped on my waist and reached over me to grab the remote. That’s when her boobs hung out of the shirt and just rubbed all over my face. I could smell her sweat, her flesh and had to close my eyes just to focus on the sensation. It lasted just a few seconds. However, I was distracted enough that I forgot to move the remote again and she grabbed it. With a triumphant squeal, she plopped back down. Mujhe apni bahon me bhar lo aur dhire dhire meri lo.” I told her I will go gentle on her. So I inserted my dick halfway and started to really slow fuck her.We were looking in each other’s eyes. Shilpa was smiling and moaning for me. We were kissing each other like crazy and soon I lost control. I started to go hard on her and her smile changed to a face of lust. I could see Shilpa was enjoying my dick.She started to scream my name and encouraged me to fuck her more. “Aah aah aah Raj, Tum kitne. She then handed me a cup of coffee and we headed back into the living room to sit of the suite, opposite the burring gas fire.?Don’t be embarrassed David, the dress suits you, honestly!? It was difficult to accept that I was sitting beside a beautiful girl dressed in wool, while wearing a very heavy, red woollen sweater dress myself. ?It is a pity your pale legs and those white sports socks ruin the outfit,? she explained. ?Sure Jennifer but what is the alternative, a pair of tights?? There was.