Madhu was looking at the pace of Amisha’s finger going in and out. Amisha puts her finger deeper and starts squirting in front of Madhu. Madhu looks...at the juices gushing out of Amisha’s pussy.Madhu: Ahhhhh! Fuck. Oh, oh.Amisha kept her leg down and leaned towards Madhu. Amisha kissed Madhu on her lips and started walking to her bedroom. Madhu felt the warm kiss and looked at Amisha’s ass as she went in her room. Madhu followed Amisha in the bedroom.Madhu walked in and saw Amisha lying down on. Her house was five houses away from my house.One day, I was leaving my house to go to the market; I saw her washing her clothes near the tap at the side of the house. She was in her saree which was tugged to her petticoat. She lifted her head as she heard the sound of the bike. our eyes met and she gave a pleasant smile and I also replied with nice one. I was happy with that and kept moving. On my way back, my eyes were searching for her, but I couldn’t spot her. As I raisedMy head towards the. You’re what, at least twenty-eight?”I laughed heartily. “Try Forty, Prabha.”“My goodness; Beverly down the hall is also in her thirties. I know she’s divorced with a couple of children, but she’s very nice and a hard worker. Not many young people nowadays know the meaning of hard work. You should drop by and visit her sometime.”I politely nodded, knowing I wasn’t about to get involved with a woman who had kids. “I’ll keep that in mind.”Over the next several months, I learned a lot more about. "We had a wonderful family meal, everything was delicious, and Jen brought out homemade apple pie with a big scoop of ice cream on it. We were all full.Dad said, "That was the best steak I have had in a long time, I'm going to come watch what you do the to get it that good."Jen said "I told you I love to cook" It shows," I said.Mom and Dad helped Jen with the dishes. I started to but they ran me out of the kitchen.I got the smart phone and looked at my e-mail. Wow, I had a lot for having the.