During these touches she always gave me a wicked smile which always gave a instant erection. I always touched her big boobs which are full of lust and...her hips. During we watch TV i always rested my hand on her thighs and she never restricted me from doing this but i cud not proceed further instantly and waited for a golden chance to ride over her.At last the day of dream came true.That day was Saturday and my brother in law went for a picnic to Nagarjuna sagar with his colleagues. He left us. The biggest problem was that he honestly didn’t know or understand what had happened to him. A few other people could have told him but he was unlikely to understand. They would have told him that he was Mr. Loyalty, the eternal Boy Scout, the guy who everyone relied on because he never let them down. They also would have told him that he was so focused on what he was doing that he seldom let people get close to him. He didn’t hang out with co-workers or go to many social events. The results. A sort of long bob cut made Suzie's dirty blond coloured hair bounce as she walked, and Jed also noticed, as always, the shapely calves and the perfectly sized breasts of the five foot nine vicars wife as she walked toward him. “Hello Jed, fancy a cuppa and a sandwich, take the chill off for a bit?” Suzie asked. “Thought you'd never ask Mrs.” Jed said good humouredly in his slight Hampshire dialect. Suzie had no real dialect or accent, which just added to the “Lady” element the locals had. They are simply arousing….” she just smiled and told you seem to be very sexy,I started squeezing her breasts with pressure. She was sibilating, hissing and moaning. After some times she told me to increase the pressure of my hands on her breasts. I did so. She further encouraged me to squeeze her breasts harder and harder. I started squeezing her superb pulpy breasts as hard as I could. Prema aunty was in great excitement. She was encouraging me with words like … …aur jore se… ..haan dear aur.