She just didn't move for a bit and i asked her if she was ok. she had tears in her eyes and my friend asked her mom if she was ok also. finally her mo... said she didn't know if this is an ok thing to be doing and we convinced her it was. i put my arms around her and held her and my cock was still in her and her daughter leaned over and was wispering in her moms ear how beautiful she was and that what we were doing is ok and that she loved her mom so much for joining us and now she was feeling so. Master-ji: Okay Madam. Let us come to your problem now. What is the problem with your blouse? This one also is sewed by me only.Master-ji had a smile on his face now. Ramlal by this time was busy with the sewing machine stitching some cloth.Me: Master-ji though it is 32 size as per the ashram, the cups are too small for me.Master-ji: Ramlal, give Madam a 34 size blouse to try out.I was surprised that he did not even bother to see my blouse once to look for the problem.Me: But Master-ji I wear. What had been exhausting work on the paved road became worse when we dived off into the forest. As I peddle the boneshaker along the track I remind myself that Sartre got the better of their open marriage as he bedded an unending succession of young females while she waited for him in her empty bed. When we arrived there were tents to erect and food to prepare. Fortunately the men were eager to play boy scout and were only too glad to be left to it while I went to ‘commune with the mother. Katelyn led me into one of the spare bedroom's downstairs which I noticed now had the curtains drawn and there were a couple of candles burning. There was soft music playing and she asked me to close my eyes. When she told me to turn and face her, I turned to find her totally nude. I made a step back and she reached out and pulled me to her. Her arms snaked around my neck and she gave me a kiss. "Do you trust me?" She asked."More than any woman I have ever known." I told her in truth."Let me.