‘No miss Anne. I not angry. You so beautiful I enjoy the body.’ His English was even more atrocious than Igor’s, but the meaning was quite clear...and the lilting foreign accent sounded very attractive. He resumed stroking her bum gently. Anne lifted her eyes to look at him better. His short blonde hair looked more golden in the bright sunlight and the tanned, high cheek boned face was handsome, with a strong jaw line and broad sensuous lips. His slightly crooked nose, obviously broken long time. Her hands started to slide down to his belt, starting to undo it. His groans at her touch set her juices flowing. Knowing she was getting to him already made her want him even more. His anticipation of what was coming next made him get harder and harder, longer and more erect. She noticed the bulge growing and grinned up at his baby blue eyes. He started grasping at her breasts, pulling them out of her dress for all to see. Pinching at the nipples and making her moan at his touch. As they were. She would quietly remove her high heels and let her leg teasing my calf underneath the table without fearing that her daughter would watch. I got over my initial moments of embarrassment, started enjoying her gestures as I realized that she was a woman who could be conquered on the bed. I even thought to myself that it would be one great accomplished to have fucked my mother umpteen times before I got married and to be able to fuck my wife’s mother as well if and when it happened. Purnima never. To feel comfortable with my new body, to dance so seductively.Betty raised her eyebrows at this. "I talked to Traci just a bit ago," she said. "She called to see how you were doing."I smiled. "Did you tell her I'm doing well? I hope you told her that her magic was really helping me adjust."Betty watched me with guarded eyes. "She said that you the spells should have worn off by now." She watched my eyes widen in shock. "Everything you did tonight, you did on your own." That's.