While walking back to our house from the bus stop i asked her to shave her arm-pits.To this she paused for a moment and casually asked “when did you...see?”.I told her i saw in the bus and i told her that they look sexy but then they should be shaved when wearing short armed clothes.She didnt utter anything and when we reached our homes she left.I had a double mind because i never talked to her in that way and thought she minded my words. Later after an hour i went to her house. Her mother asked. Of course, even if she was guilty, her husband had no room for complaint because his cock was buried to the base right up my vagina slit in a doggie style way that I loved the best of all.I saw her hand wander down to her slit and I knew right then that she was one of those housewives that had a yen for girls because she was zeroed in on my ass sticking way up in the air like a target of opportunity for a pilot with an itchy trigger finger. Her husband didn’t slow down for a moment and he just. She said ” she never been this crazy b4″ I told her ” crazy is best” ;) then I started kissing her shoulder it was driving her to lose herself. She started breathing heavily. And started making sounds “ah ah ah ah. Yessss! Yesss!! ” Then I made her lay down on couch. Started taking off her top. Put my hand on her bra. Stared to caress them, her breasts were of good size I guess 32.Her hard nipples were making an impression on her bra. Then I started to lick her shoulders and neck. While. Another day of meetings and then they are off for the day-long drive down to Nyungwe National Park and the chimpanzees. Sitting with the chimps, Sandy watched as Jane lit up while around them. Finally, they all had to leave, with Jane headed back to Dar es Salaam and on to London while the two teens headed back to Tanzania and their folks.As they departed, Jane held Sandy’s hands and told her, “Stay strong, no matter what happens in the future.” ... almost a foreshadowing.Several weeks passed,.