My legs held her tightly. My penis was fully erect and nudging her lower back. She was getting hotter and tighter by every second. I could feel her br...asts grow slowly and feel her warmth too. We were moaning lightly and were still in our clothes.I slowly started moving my hands across her neck and chest region to feel her. She was not stopping me and instead, she responded well. We both were turned on and waiting for each other to go to base 2.She took the next step and lowered her t-shirt. . aur phir merra pant. Me usske samne sirf chaadi aur baniyan me khada tha. Usne chaadi ke upar se hi mere lund pe hath ferte hue boli, kitna paya land he tumara. Aj usse pura chus jaungi.. tab tak mera lund puri tarha se khada ho chukka tha aur Riya to chodne ko bekarar tha. Fir yo ghum gayi aur meine usse phise se pakad liya.. meine apna ek haath usske gand pe rakha aur dusra hath usski boobs par. Aur ek sath usski gand aur boobs ko masal ne laga. Phir meine dhire se usski nighty utardi.. ab. We became close very soon . Slowly I came to know she is sex-starved to / of nearly 2 years . We hugged each other and I could feel her body shape on me . Then there was a pause . I was scared about next step . Then I said her to carry on with her work and then come and clean my bathroom too today, she gladly accepted with a smile .I went into the room with the door open, planned out an idea, got naked and went to shower with bathroom doors open. I started to shower, I was imagining her and my. I just felt so badabout what I had done. I kept thinking I was making myself gay. And Ididn't want that. I didn't want to be gay. I just wanted him. Mike'sDad. To hug me, to hold me, talk to me. That's not gay, is it? It's notlike I wanted to be a fag. I still want to get married. I still want k**ssome day. I went back to the mall. I thought maybe that guy might be there.It had been a couple of weeks since I'd seen Mike's Dad. I missed him.Mike has a family picture on his desk. His.