Her attention was brought back to the one who was screwing her at present. His fingers were undoing the buttons on her blouse ... it was taking too lo...g, his hands took hold of the material and ripped it apart, blouse buttons flying in all direction. His hands on her bra covered breasts, squeezing. "I love tits gran ... tits like yours" then her bra being torn away and those hands now squeezing her naked breasts, a warm mouth kissing and suckling on them. She winced when he bit at her nipple. The outfit consisted of a short pink dress that went down a little under her bottom, and high white stockings with a garter accompanied by light pink high heels. She had her silky hair in a pony tail, and long bangs on the sides of her face. The bangs were streaked with lovely pink she had dyed in. Today she had trouble walking because her bottom was so sore, and she was terrified that if she moved wrong someone would be able to see her thrashed upper thighs. The memory of what happened over. I finished boarding all the windows so everything should be prepared for this monster." Great!" She smiled back at him, "go ahead and use the spare bedroom at the end of the hall. Mr. Thompson keeps spare clothes down there." He kept smiling as he walked down the hallway and trying to sneak looks at Joanne's curvy body. A minute had passed and Joanne noticed she never heard the door shut. Maybe it was open? She wanted to take a peak and see him changing. "But I'm a good girl, I'd never. ”With nothing much to do I eagerly waited for Arti Bhabi’s call. She called up after about an hour asking me to come up, giving me her usual instructions of taking care & ensuring that no body was watching me.I closed my house & climbing the stairs rang her doorbell.Bhabi opened the door smiling, “Welcome my sweet stud.” She welcomed me as I entered.She was looking beautiful in her sleeveless blouse that matched the saree, exposing those lovely arms, As she bolted the door I pushed her to door.