I asked “Ab tak kaam nahi pura hua?”(Isn’t the work completed yet?) She said no. I asked “To yaha aise khule me, chalega aapko?” (Is it okay...for you to do it in such an open place?) She looked at me and said “Kyu nahi?” (Why not). I understood, she was a hell lot of turned on.I decided not to waste time. I grabbed her waist with a jerk and started kissing her slowly. She responded very well, and kept going on gently. Her body smelled of sweat and perfume mingled well (just the way I liked). I. She went to the toilet and got her toilet bag (she already had some of her stuff in my flat), took out her lady shaver and threw it in the bin and said, so what is rule number two, so I calmly told her she could NEVER wear ANY kind of underwear again, at any time, anywhere EVER... At this point she went to her underwear drawers and emptied them all out on to the floor and then collected her undies together and threw them all (bras, thongs, panties, socks & tights) then carried them all. While they kissed she fumbled with his pants and worked at his belt. She managed to get the belt undone with one hand and then went to work on his button and zipper. He didn't resist. His body wanted this. His mind was lost in her. Angela moved with skill and experience and it was only when her hand found the naked burning skin of his throbbing cock that Father Paul snapped back to reality. “You seem lost today.” Angela said. Father Paul was brought back to the moment again and looked down at. And I took advantage and started kissing her cheeks and pressing blobs..She taught its normal.After continuing for one year..I started praising her always comparing with heroine Especially kannada movie heroine..She used to blush and I used to take advantage.One day came my mother went outside..I myself in the home thinking of fucking.My sis called me to pick her to home.. She came in cab.I started my bullet and went their she is standing there.Everyone staring at her blobs..I went there and.