Her head went back, the better to get the air to her lungs and closed her eyes to push back the sudden tiredness from the forced run. Breathing deeply...she stood there for what seemed an age until she could breathe normally again. Opening her eyes she physically jumped in shock. Not five metres away from her stood a man opened mouthed staring at her from in the stairwell door in the shadows from the floor above. He appeared mesmerised, hypnotised, lost in his thoughts. His right hand against the. I saw her hanging her bra and panty and to cover them she put another saree over them. And she went away, I was out of my control and was curious to touch her bra and panty. I took them and masturbated on the terrace itself..One day, she came up on the terrace with a bucket full of clothes. I suddenly took my shirt and wore it as i was sweating I had it removed. She saw me and gave a smile and i continued my routine. Her smile was a bit confusing I didnt get why did she smile. The one doesn’t. Her blonde hair flowed gracefully across her shoulders. Beths stomach had a flat, yet soft look to it. Her white granny panties hid her ass from view. Looking at her almost nude 130 pound body on top of the 80 pound body of our son was shocking in the contrast, to say the least. Beth slid forward, letting her female utters hang down over Tom. She moved them over his face, letting her left breast fall into his now open mouth. On all fours, she began to let her tit and swollen nipple be suckled,. She didn’t need the heat but the light due to the sporadic electricity. She sat languorously balled up at the end of the sofa as rain began pelting the windows. Her husband was gone. As many times over the years, she was without him and alone. She decided to find some solace reading on her iPad.The lights flickered one last time and went dark as the storm brought down the power and phone lines. In this remote area, cell phone coverage was poor at best. Now there was no communications at all..