I could hear the doors of bathroom and found that my mum was cleaning herslf. Later while going to kitchen she noticed me in my room sleeping and came...to me. I pretended sleeping like that, she checked and went off.From that day onwards i sometimes used to come home early and masterbate along with my mum. I think she might have suspicion but she kept quite. It has become a habit to watch my mum and masterbate even sometimes in night when my dad has left her for fucking other girls and she used. The next sessions were similar. Polite, distant conversation about the weather, local sports teams and little else. I thought as though I must have imagined that we felt something for one another.I abandoned my lesbian fantasies and concentrated on trying to arouse some passion in my increasingly distant husband. I had eagerly anticipated showing off my hairless pussy to him. He was delighted to say the least and our sex like improved exponentially, before, predictably, waning once again. . “Get’em, Boy,” Eli yelled, laughing as he slapped his horse’s neck. When they reached the barn Cheyenne ran right inside and stopped. He was dancing wildly with his head thrown back, his eyes wide and wild; the whites of his eyes showing all around his big eyeballs.“Come here, Cheyenne. I love you Big Boy. You crazy, wild-ass stud,” Eli said, jumping to the ground grabbing him by his neck and hugging him as the young horse stood tall with his head over Eli’s shoulder rubbing his head up and. I was moving the gifts behind the stage when I heard a voice that, “Can I help you with shifting these gifts?”I was stunned for a second then turned around and saw it was Kapil. I said yes and he shifted the box with me. After that he said we have not been introduced formally, I am Kapil. My words got stuck inside my mouth. Then I said that my name is Priya.We chatted for a while when my sister broke the conversation by calling and asking for things. I said him to wait and would come is swift.