He could see his naked mistress tense as he towered over her; her legs closed a fraction of an inch and her breath became forced and labored.Kate look...d at him in amazement and awesome fear... there was still time to back out of this wild and crazy thing she had let herself in for. She knew she could get up from this bed now and Matt would be probably content to return to his backyard; confused, perhaps, but at least complacent in the knowledge that he had lured her this far. Or had he lured. Everybody gets gifts. You got intelligence, personality, a nice smile."It was a compliment, not an homage. I liked it. It reeked of sincerity. "Thanks." This guy was different. He treated me with respect. He related to me as a person. To him I was not the hottest woman he could ever imagine seeing. I was someone he could sit and talk to quietly, someone he could just spend silent time with while we were working separately, someone he just liked to be with. It made me feel really good. Sure, it. Me: OMG! You are a lady and also a Muslim?Ayesha: So, what? Don’t you want to chat?Me: Not like that, How you came to get interested in me?Ayesha: I like your body, that’s why.Me: What about your husband?Ayesha: He is busy in his work always. He is not interested in sex anymore.Me: So I think you have children. Right?Ayesha: Yah. One son and daughter.Me: I can’t believe that you are really interested in me.Ayesha: What can I do then?I asked her picture but she said no. I asked her that how can. I was also not able to see my own pregnant pussy directly. I used to see my pregnant pussy in mirror to see changes on it. I noticed that my pussy lips which were very near to each other, now they used to be slightly in open shape. All set for my child to come in this wonderful world.Now, a young nurse, named Jacqueline used to visit our home every day to check me. She used to undress me completely for checkup. The nurse was very young and beautiful and soon she became very friendly to me..