“Make me feel really, really good,” she sighed.I took my time building her up with my fingers, lips, and tongue, and then with long slow strokes. ...hen I had my release, I returned to using my fingers, lips, and tongue on her very sensitive breasts and clit until I was able to enter her again. I repeated the sequence once more stopping only when Sofia said that she’d had enough. We slept spooned together until I woke for my morning run.“That was beautiful,” she said softly as I dressed in my. Guru-ji: Mata-ji, before you agree you should first know my norms. I do not keep any devotee in darkness. There are three stages in achieving the coveted goal of being a mother here. They are 'diksha', 'herbal treatment' and 'jagya'. Your bahu has to stay here for five days at a stretch to complete the diksha and the herbal treatment starting from a full moon night. If I feel that is enough to attain the goal, she might leave on the sixth day, but if a 'jagya' is required depending on her case,. To give you an idea of what a full body massage is, it is the manipulation of every inch of a person’s body in a relaxing kneading motion. I started massaging her scalp and the side of her head bringing a flush to her ears. I then blew my breath on her ears and gently licked them as I moved to her neck and shoulders. I moved down her back massaging outwardly from her spine down the side and back of her arms. I then started massaging her buttocks. When I started doing this, her legs spread apart. Even at thirty seven my tits were still perky. The dress was short. It only came to the middle of my thighs. I slipped on a pear of white panties. I took one last look in the mirror. I thought to myself. "For a mother of an eighteen year old son, I still looked good. I know my husband still likes what I look like. He tries to fuck me at least five times a week." I heard the car horn.I ran downstairs, closed and locked the front door and headed for the car. My son was already in the seat. I sat.