Then i went to my room & masturbated .next morning sanju went to the office.my son went to play with neighbour children.i & mamta were alone in the ho...se.after breakfast we talked about the family traditions i guided her what to do n what not to do.then i pushed my talks towards sex.i asked how was her life going. She said it was going smoothe.then we watch tv.a tamil film was coming in which there was a sex scene b/w 2 ladies.i got so aroused by the scene that i hold mamta’s legs with one hand. “I want to see your body too. Can I take off your bra and panties?” “Whatever you want.” I moved behind her, unhooked her bra, and moved against her from behind. I slid my hands over her hips, up her stomach, and under the loose bra cups. Hasina sighed as my fingertips brushed against her sensitive nipples. She let the bra slide to her wrists, and then to the floor. I cupped her breasts from behind and kissed her neck.Next, I moved in front of her and slowly slid her panties down, watching as. Her eyes closed. I was free now to study her beauty in detail. She wore little make-up and only tiny, diamond earrings. A single strand pearl necklace complimented her small, long neck directing my attention to the gentle rise and fall of her full breasts as she in-and-exhaled with slow, controlled breaths. I imagined the alabaster skin, dark rosettes, and firm, small nipples behind the rich black of her dress. I felt a stirring in my crotch, the first signs of an impending erection. My eyes. For the first time, I felt everything was right. Twice more, we made love that night. Not the wild passionate, falling off the bed sex we were capable of. We had the satisfying, feel my love, communicating kind of sex that only comes with commitment and a future. During our early breakfast, I told her, ‘Gina, I want you to come with me to see the Prince this morning.’ ‘He did not ask for me to be there.’ ‘I know, but I want him to know that I brought you. He will ask that you wait outside.’.