We washed up and I made sure he left first.============================On my way to the car, I noticed a senior lady walking in the parking lot. She w...s struggling with a couple of bags of groceries. They were, to me, too heavy for her.I went over to her and asked, “Can I give you a hand?”“Thanks. That would be wonderful.”She was about ten years younger than me. Dressed very nicely, skirt and blouse, hair done up nicely. She wore very little makeup, just some lipstick.“I live across the street. They imposed an early curfew on their dinner date at nine o’clock, so that Gill would be home in time to collect the kids from their activities.Jake cooked the meal at his small and spartan first-floor flat in a six-story block. The handsome building, built in the 1920s in Art Deco style, had a basement garage that Gill was given a clicker for while she was at work on Monday. The garage was half-filled with classic cars, including an old but immaculate Range Rover, parked next to Jake’s. I completed my prayer and sat on the floor in the temple. After 10 minutes fortunately Madhavi came to the temple with a light pink color sari and brad opened back.She smiled at me. I smiled back and asked her that she came alone. She said yes. I told her to complete her prayer meet me at back side of the temple. I went to the back and waited for 10 minutes. She came there and sat with me on the grass. First I introduced myself and asked about her. She told that her parents have 3 female. I just left it there for a moment, then began moving my hand slightly.Kimmy was still in the middle of her monologue and I knew this could go on for a while. My hand was now stroking, but I tried no to move my arm too much. I solved this issue by moving a roll of paper towel directly in front of my arm. She didn't question it. With her still oblivious, I went to the next step: I carefully undid my pants and slid my hand inside. I put on a new movie (also a bukkake one; I knew anal would make me.