I am Babu working in Bangalore. I am staying with my parents. As all of are going to work we had kept a lady for doing the household work. She stopped...coming and my mother started searching for a new female to do household work. As per the recommendation of our neighbor we haired a female of 30yrs who is a widow. She agreed to stay in our house.mother introduced her to me in the same evening. On seeing her i was very happy since she looked very sexy and also she was a widow. Her name was shoba.. I become mad with her shouts. Fucking. Fucking. Fucking. At last we both come close. I too was moaning. She holds my two butts tightly towards her pussy for some time. I too take a long breath. Ooh! Awesome. Awesome.I remain my penis inside her for some more time nearly half an hour. She asks, hey baava, are not take it out, mmm?. No, I don’t want it to come out. I reply. She smiles and kissed me on my cheeks. I ask her to kiss my lips. Baava I don’t kiss lip to lip to anyone. Even I don’t. “Er, protection?”Her eyes opened wide and that grin was back, she just dropped, gasping as her bum touched my legs.“I’m on the pill,” she lifted and dropped again, grunting this time, she lifted once more. This time she lowered herself slowly and a look of fierce determination settled on her face, “I’m not going to be with another man…” she sighed, “while I have a say.”I held her hips for a moment and studied her face, before sitting up and pulling her to me. I smiled and pushed her back a. I locate my favorite lavender camisole and matching thong with pretty flowers on it and slip them on. Oh what type of finger and toe nail polish first? I pick out a coral pink neon color. While waiting for the polish to dry between coats, I go to a few of my favorite websites to see what new clothes, shoes and accessories I can order. I find a real nice party dress with ¾ lace sleeves, scalloped tiers of lace with beading, you can never go wrong with a little black dress. The shoe site has.