I just let my left hand drop and rest on her breast. Before I could realize, she was in my arms crushing her soft balls on my relatively well maintain...d torso whispering ‘You are making me crazy Sir! The demon in me was kicking from inside and the beast was getting hot between my legs. I was surprised how fast I could touch an erection, at times an effort with my wife even when I am sufficiently into foreplay!The bonus was that this sexy village girl was wearing a slip of sorts inside which did. .I hinged my blouse and start wearing saree.. I got over mood and removed my saree and went to the uncle with blouse and petticoat and I said that I don’t know to wear saree my mom only help me…he said that can I help u and I replied me okay help me…he is wearing shorts and came near …damn my pussy got wet ..he asked me to tight my petticoat and I tight it…he took the saree and he made me as a doll ..he is roatating me up and down and touching here and there….he finshed really he made me to. But, she said, she noticed what Kyle was doing the first time he sat on Santa’s lap, how he was reaching for his cock but being discreet about it. Then when he came back that night and left with Santa, she said things started getting a lot better at work. Once he started getting laid and you two started fucking, Valerie said, he became much nicer at work, and even got me a raise from the mall. So, she said that she owes Kyle a big one and wants to thank him personally for turning things around. She started talking about her fantasies and how she want her to be pleasured. I was quietly listening.. She was a romantic type.. And I was the same..She said, – “i want you to be my lover, not just a mere gigolo”.. And we started playing some classic jazz music.. Wow.. The ambiance was become so intense with the dimming of lights inside… I was just swaying with here.. Dancing on the jazz.. Slowly … Brushing her different parts of the body… Brushing our cheeks together.. Kissing on her necks...