While she could speak openly about it in the cold light of day I was more reserved and bashful. However, at night and while in the right mood her reca...ting of the story caused me to feel amazing arousal and excitement. Often I would masturbate while she sat with me or across from me playing with her pussy while she told me every detail again. It wasn't long before I was yearning to hear a new story.Robs back from holiday, she announced one day.I heard someone mention it down at the office he. He asks where my Mistress is, and I tell him that She is taking a nap. Henods and goes into their bedroom, leaving me to finish preparing supper. Soonafter, Mistress' son comes home. I ask him how his day went, and he says itwas good. I?m not kidding, he says that every day. He goes off into his roomwithout another word, and I start slicing up a brick of cheese. I see Mistress'son walk toward the door, and ask him to stay put because supper will beready soon. He says okay, and sits in the. I just want to keep this relation for fun sake and nothing serious.I reached her place by 8 and she was ready in a black chudidar and I picked her up and took to a restaurant. She told me that she has time constraints and she should be back in hostel by 10 PM, else the entry is not allowed and the hostel management is strict about all such stuff. We finished our dinner by 9 and during dinner, I was acting casual with her by placing hands on her shoulders, thighs, waist to which she never. Do it.”I did it! Effortlessly, as a third entry could ever be. I heard Helen’s gasp of relief as my rod coursed up the moisture of her to strike at what I guessed was her cervix. Total entry. And I was aware that this time I was ready to record every emotion, every sensation that this communion would bring.No counting of thrusts now. It was just an opening of all senses to my effect on Helen. I listened as her breathing increased in gasping pace. I matched her hip lunges with my own. And God,.