“You can tell your father that I said you could return to use the library,” she said. “We can continue the instruction if you wish, but I cannot...make promises. Perhaps I will marry you, perhaps not. It will depend in part on how well you do, but there will be other considerations as you know.With that, she left the dazed lad to his books and the memory of the afternoon.The royal work of the rest of the day took her mind off Jason. When she finally made it to bed, the queen found the session had. She replaced her skirt, checked her face and hair in the mirror, picked up the wet knickers between thumb and fore finger and listened intently at the bedroom door. The shower was still running. She could hear Tom singing. She padded into the hall.Once in the kitchen Jane tossed the wet knickers into the back of the washing machine. She smelled her fingers then gave them a rub on the damp dishcloth. She took a deep breath and reentered the hall.' Tom', she called, 'Tom. When did you get home?'. I felt her pussy had lot of hairs. After kissing, your pussy has lots of hair, I said to her to trim it off using scissors. To her husband, I was ensuring that he drank heavily and lied unconscious most of the time. Post lunch she changed her dress and took shower; trimmed her pussy – came to my bedroom wearing cream color saree and blouse.I immediately closed all the doors and started smooching her lips roughly and slid her saree to have direct access to her blouse. I bet her lower lips and. "Some kind of lover boy, are we?" But I thought I caught a catch in her breath as my fingers strayed down the exposed swell of her bosom. It occurred to me that she wouldn't be doing this if she didn't like it. All I had to do was to play this love song in her key, as Sadie had so often advised me.With my other hand I reached across and took her glass, quickly placing it beside mine. Then I slipped down her other strap and used both hands to trail over each generous bosom, pushing away the.