It’s a title, you know, a sign of respect.”“Yes, I know what a title is,” I replied, then went on, giving her my very best attempt at a Yogi B...ar accent, “Whatever you say Boo-Boo.”She rolled her eyes and shook her head. I couldn’t help myself. I figured I’d worn out the Yogi Bear jokes, so I shifted my humor to the only other Yogi I knew.“You know,” I said with a smirk, “when you’re in your class, you can observe a lot just by watching.”Jude didn’t seem to get the reference. She nodded, “Well,. "I just remembered Philippa telling me what you'd told her about men and breasts. You can touch these any time you like." There you are," I smiled, "as I said, perfect!"Leaving my right hand on her left breast, I resumed kissing my way down, stroking and caressing her as I went with my other hand.I bypassed her pussy, though, and massaged her feet gently for a few minutes before kissing my way up the inside of her legs ... finally arriving at my desired destination.I'd been longing to taste. Trying to focus on the road, I licked my middle finger, tasted her juices, and then pushed my middle finger inside her. "Ohh Daddy" she was breathing heavier now. I realized that we would be home soon but that I couldn't let this end.I finally pulled over just a few blocks from our house into one of the empty cul-de-sacs. I looked down and locked eyes with her for a split second before planting my lips onto hers. She opened my mouth with hers and we kissed like two horny teenagers for a couple. I was feeling bad for her and I didn’t want her to leave but I also had nothing to say or convince her to stay. After an hour bhabhi called me on the dining table and served me dinner. I asked her why she is not eating to which she said she is not hungry. I told her to have little food else I will also not eat. She sat down beside me and took a bite from my plate and fed that to me and I did the same.We both fed each other. It was an emotional experience which I’m sure bhabhi was also.