’ i said, ‘ritu, i like you a lot. It really pays off well when you serve my table.’ she said, ‘thanks for the complement, prakash.’ i asked... ‘how old are you ritu? If you don’t mind my asking.’ she said, ‘i am 21.’ i had guessed her age right so i said, ‘then why are you not in college instead of working at the restaurant?’ she replied, ‘you see sir, my family is not that well established to put me through college. So i took up the job.’ i said, ‘i am not sympathizing with you but i can. Hell, I could live with it though.No matter where I'd slept, Maybel had another hellacious breakfast waiting for me the next morning, and she also had a request."Mr Jefferson, do you have a plow I could use to turn up a garden spot? I could do my own canning and preserving if we had a little patch to raise a few things," she said."I'm not about to let you take time away from the kitchen to plow up a garden, but if you want one I'll hire somebody to do the plowing for you and to help you in any. “I fucking love you.” “I love you too, baby.” “Now lay down on your back. I’m gonna look into your eyes while I fuck you.” “Yes sir.” She lays down and reaches back to spread her ass cheeks for me. I line my head up with her forbidden hole and begin to push in. She sighs and moans as I slide into her, and gasps and pants when I break through past her muscles. “Fuck me, baby. Fuckin' pound your wife’s hot little asshole. Take that ass.” I bring her legs up over my shoulders and slowly push into. ..” Amy whispers slowly. “No one would have to know...” Ben says softly. “It could be our secret,” agrees Amy, feeling her pussy moisten at the thought. “I’ve always thought about what it would be like with you, Amy,” Ben says, reaching out blindly to cup his sister’s face in his hand. It was relatively easy since he knew so well where she came up to on his chest. “Really?” Amy asks in a surprised whisper. “It’s why I had to start being so distant... I kept getting turned on around you,” he.