In fact, we only left his bed to shower and make a quick brunch. Then we retreated under the covers. We didn't make love again, instead savouring each...others's warmth."Does your father know?" Kevin asked hesitantly."I don't think so," I replied. My dad was kind of dense. And I didn't want to bring up the subject of dating with him. Not so soon after my divorce. It was bad enough that my marriage had failed, but ending up in the arms of another guy—and a white guy at that—so soon was something I. Curling my fingers, she took my index finger and ran it slowly into her crease. My finger tip felt warm and sticky with her juices. With a sharp inhale, she slipped my finger inside her pussy.My eyes must have looked like bread plates, as I felt her. Soft, warm, and so wet. She let out a faint moan as she pushed my finger in and out of her, faster and faster. She started to buck in bed, one hand on her tit with a tattoo of a moon peeking out from a pair of clouds. Before long, both her hands. Just as the incident twenty odd years ago did not end our marriage this one, if true, will not either. But if it is true then Vanessa will receive a very sore bottom indeed.When I get home and as I get out of the car my beautiful sexy wife is at the house door to greet me.We kiss deeply and with passion and my cock starts to stiffen but any thoughts of immediate sex is forced to the back of my mind.She asks me about my few days away and I ask her what she has been up to."I assume you have been. Bhauji mere se mere bareMein puchhneLagi ki mein kya karta hun to meine bataya ki CollegeMein padhta hunTo wah College ke bare mein puchhne lagi. UnhoneMujhse yeh bhiPoochha ki kya College mein tumhare saath Ladkiyan bhiPadhti hein toMein kaha haun. Bas hum aise hi batein karte huyeLakdiya collectKarke ek jagah per rakhne lage. Achanak hamein ek treeNazar aaya joAdha sukha huwa tha aur jisse sukhi lakdi kati jaaSakti thi.Bhauji ne mujhse puchha ki kya mein pedh per climb karSakta hun toMein.