I knew how to make a butt yield. So I rubbed a finger between her ass cheeks and slowly shoved it in while saying, “It should be done gently and nic...ly.” I started fingering her anus to which she started moaning with pleasure. I could hear her muttering, “Yes yes fuck me, it feels good, keep doing it.” This aroused me even more.Her anus must have been pre-lubed by her because I could feel it was wet. The saliva must have been just for the orifice. There must have been a lube of some sort in it.. Them Thompsons' made fair likker too, but they wuz strictly bizness, ole man Thompson catch his boys or help drinkin his likker, they uz hell to pay." I never run no likker, could have made a piss pot full of money, but Mary laid down ta law, said iffen I run likker, I'd a do it without her an ta youngins. So I left it alone, well... cept fer a drinkin it!"We paused for more coffee, and he pulled out a pack of cigarettes."Smoke Boy?"I took one and lit his and mine."Damn I'm old Boy! Use ta set,. I held my hand under the water. “A little hotter perhaps,” I replied. Maggie adjusted the water again and then pulled a lever and the shower sprang into life. On the wall on one side was an array of different shampoos, shower gels and conditioner. “Thanks,” I said “Give me your dressing gown, I‘ll wash you if you like…” she suggested as I watched her hold out her hands to take the dressing gown. I am not sure whether I was in control at that point or not. I remember being confused as to whether. When I came out in a lovely pink chiffon saari, my body was giving lovely girlish fragrance.Even I could sense that. Then I was again taken to Deepti mam’s beauty parlour for the final make up. As per my mistress’ desire, I was dressed in a maroon lenhga with heavy embroidery work and maroon velvet choli. The length of this lenhga was slightly shorter than that which I wore at my wedding night, reaching just about 6 inches below my knees. So, this time I had to wear purple satin leggings also.