You sweat as soon as you move, or even more I sweat under my saggy tits, I have to keep lifting then and stroking away the sweat under there. Sometime... I just cup them and sometimes I hold my nipple and pull one up at a time. Mind you sometimes my nipple is slippery and pulls out of my finger and my breast falls down back onto my chest with its usual wobble. All this of course puts little thought in my head about how nice it would feel if I just slipped my fingers down below to my hairy vagina.. I used to watch her ass whenever I get a chance to see. She has two children with ages four and seven. Since she is alone at home till the arrival of her husband, she used to call me to take care of her children. I, normally spend time with her from 6.30pm to 9.30pm by chatting with her and playing with her kids. She is so friendly to me. We were good friends. But I used to see her cleavage and ass whenever I get a chance. Sometimes I used to help her in kitchen, at that time we will sometimes. Looking at the cushions in front of me I felt her pull the knickers aside, almost hooking them on my arse cheek, then smearing the cold jelly around my anus, her finger slipping in and twisting around, followed by the click of the cap closing on the tube. Now I could feel the sliminess of her fist covered in lubricant pressing into the soft flesh around my forbidden hole, in the centre of which she held the cold tip of the dildo. The front of the skirt had become untucked and hung down with my. I told him that he could work on the computer and excused myself away saying that I was going to take bath. I had removed my clothes and was taking the bath, when I heard a knock on the bathroom door, or so I thought. I wasn’t sure if I heard it right, so I closed the tap and called out whom. There was silence. Then I opened the tap and continued bathing. The knock came again. I wrapped a towel over my breasts and slightly opened the bathroom door to see who it was.Diwakar was standing stark.