But Shreya’s moans were heavier, and it’s high time for me to clean my pussy.I adjusted my saree and moved into the washroom. My tighs were sticky... I cleaned myself and came out of the washroom. Still, I hear her moans, but the bedroom door was almost all closed. I can’t see them in the mirror. I heard only heavy moans from her.I never moaned like that when I had sex with my hubby and never experienced foreplay. I can understand how much she was enjoying him. I was desperate to see their live. . and I told her its everything is fine except sexual life ,the she asked what happened and I was telling her all about my wife which she is not much interested in that and I am having more sexual feelings and facing much difficulties to control. Then her reaction was not much surprising by listening and was supporting me don’t worry it use to happened in some families like that and its given me some confident one day I will get a chance to fuck this girl with her interest, again the days. She smiled at me and I smiled back, then she returned to whatever she was doing.This continued for a very long time, over a year until last week. We saw each other all the time but never talked to each other. Sometimes I would look at her and see pure desire in her eyes, and I'm sure she could see the same in mine. Last Thursday, I was actually at the hospital because my grandmother tripped and fell while I was visiting her, so she asked me to drive her to the ER. I had been sitting in the. The preachers daughter was a brunette with a large ass, she was track girl and you could tell she didn't want to be in living in farm lands. Being smart mouth, I approached her, and told her "Your very gorgeous"Her response was that of girl in heat, but being a nerd I didn't follow through.However, she was definitely interested in being more than a neighbor, she was not allowed to go out without her parents consent except going to the small church nearby. One Sunday evening, she invited me to.