Every time I visited my village, I would be in her home to eat the pickles that she made as they were very delicious.As I was still in my teenage, I w...s developing lust for her boobs which were visible in her bare blouse. Sometimes I could see her black nipples from the saree side part.It was just 2 years since her husband had expired and she was staying with her in-laws. Her husband was also our relative and staying in the same village.I was not a virgin by then as I had few fucks with my. Jane started to laugh, but she stifled it. "I really don't know what the fuck to say to you right now Dan"By this point I was trying to work out how I was going to get out of this. "Jane, please don't say anything to anyone about this. I promise I'll do anything for want and I'll never wear them again." I pleaded.Jane sat on the chair opposite staring at me. She started speaking "I mean, i was always suspicious about how my underwear kept moving, I always thought it was mum and dad checking. ’ ‘Well there’s a first time for everything I guess.’ I said as I turned into the parking lot of a convenience store. I needed to pick up some rolling papers and maybe she had a good idea about the wine thing too. When we finally got to Peggy’s apartment house it was almost an hour since I’d talked to her. I knocked on her door and she quickly opened it. She was dressed in her robe and she was clearly angry. ‘Took you long enough to get here.’ She said angrily and turned away. I walked into the. I slip beneath her waistband and into her panties. Fingers quickly find her wet pussy, aching to be held and stimulated. Her kissing is now distracted, unfocused. I leave her in that pleasure zone and move my mouth to her rosy pert nipples whilst still stroking and rubbing her hardened nub. She is gasping, breathing and choking, sucking in air, close to orgasm. I slide one finger, then two, into her pulsing, perfect pussy. She is arching her back and raising her trimmed pussy to receive my.