I was pretty happy screwing my mature landlady.Last year, Sheila got married and left the village. When I returned from Mumbai, Sheila was settled wit... her husband in some faraway village. This time, she had come to visit her parents. I saw her when she came to meet Mansi at our home. I just could not help staring at her… She had transformed into a fine young woman. She was slim, yet every curves of her body were carved exquisitely in her sari to titillate the beholder. She had raven dark hair…. “Don't tease me anymore Callie. Let's do it already,” John said. “We will. But I wanna make you feel good like this first. Don't worry, you'll get to put your cock inside me soon enough,” I replied. “Where have you been all my life?” John asked. “Around, but I'm here with you now,” I replied. Then I leaned in and kissed him once on the lips. He was definitely in love with me. He brought me in with him and I got on top of him. We made out passionately for a couple minutes as he had one hand on. You two are going at it like a couple teenagers who are just learning to kiss. I see plenty of tongue, so much so that before long, both your faces are wet with spit and there’s even some dripping down your chins. I sit on the couch, watching the two of you and grab my beer. After a couple minutes there is a change in your kissing. It isn’t as hard, as deep, as passionate… I say nothing and continue watching. A moment later, there’s a big change in your kiss. Now it seems almost robotic.. She rested her head on my arm as we walked and I dropped my hand from around her waist to her tight skirted ass. I slipped my hand down under the hem of her skirt and touched her wet spot, which evoked even more cat calls and crude remarks. The movement of my hand told the gentlemen following behind us that I was doing my best to get my wife off as we walked. After a couple of minutes of this Diane turned her head, nipping me on the shoulder as her body shook and shuddered in orgasm. This.