I was afraid but Nisha told that I am her friend who comes to talk to her.After that Nisha introduce me to her mom. Let me introduce her mom. Her name...is Chhaya. She is a working woman. She works in shifts. But she has a very well maintained figure compared to her daughter, a complete 34 size boobs 30 waist and round sexy ass.That day I, Nisha, and her mom talked for a while and I left. After that day my regular visit to her house started. After 2-3 meetings with her mom, I started to be. Sometimes, I just want to be totally fucked. I don’t want to be asked, I want to be taken.“Wow. Where did that come from?”“I had lunch with Gail last Monday. Of course, the conversation turned to sex and we both feel the same.”“And that feeling, is?”“Vanilla sex. Don’t get me wrong, we love it, but sometimes we need something more. You know that I’m a pain slut. Well, sometimes I want to be that slut without planning it.“Ok. When you two get together, there’s always trouble.”“Ha, no, not. At the thought of Kim’s thumb passing over her taught nipple Jaimie finally slid her fingers into the thick wetness that had gathered between her thighs. The heat of cum on her fingers excited her. She imagined Kim’s hand pushing up under her shirt, sliding over the tight skin of her belly as it traveled upward. Jaimie arched her back, aching for Kim’s fingers to find her nipple; wanting to feel the heat of her mouth. She imagined Kim pushing her shirt up, lifting her breast from the C cup, and. I was going to get my own little show, of exactly what nature I didn't know.Sure enough, a few minutes later she came in, and from the crack I'd left in the closet door in the bedroom, heard her call my name, then walk in, pulling off the casual skirt and t-shirt she'd put on for the store. She went out of my line of sight, into her closet right next to mine, and reappeared holding lingerie, which she got into. Just as the email had ordered, she donned simply a teddy, that barely went past her.