She had to stop smoking drinking, eating meat which we had started after marriage, and most of all sex at all times and places. She had to be atleast ...ecent before my mother, who was very orthodox. She expressed her frustration and many days we went out and she had her dose of smoke drink and meat and we fucked wildly inside the bedroom at night. She irritated and insulted my mother often hoping that this will make her go back. Though i fully sympathized with neha and wished my mother would. Nancy finally took him by the elbow and said ------ "Come along Connie, it is time to have breakfast, we must not keep Madame waiting, I know she must be impatient to see the new Connie." Slowly at first, but gaining more poise with each step, Conrad with Nancy's assistance and instructions began the walk to the dining room. Conrad was so embarrassed he knew he must be livid with shame. The gauzy dress swished at every step, and the lavender hose. Her breasts looked larger than usual, and I suspected she had a padded bra on under her shirt...which she didn't need. I told her I needed to do a few things, but would consider her offer. My penis was getting hard under my jeans as I looked at her, and as we parted, she gave me a tight hug, pressing her breasts against my chest. "I hope you come over...I've missed seeing you," she said.I went about my business, showered, and watched some TV, and before I knew it, I had fallen asleep. I awoke,. I just loved those ones with the big leg opening that always allowed me the opportunity when I was in my room alone studying or on the couch under the covers the chance to rub my pussy. At 16 I had started getting more hair to cover my pussy mound and I just loved the softness of it when-ever I touched it. I would feel my juices dripping out of my pussy and soaking the liner of my shorts. That way when-ever I got up from the couch no one was the wiser that I had brought myself to.