She had a nice hour glass structure of 32-28-36. Though she had a 14 year old son, she looked like a young girl just turned 18 now. A perfect firm bod...y and young face. She always had tight blouse uplifting her breast and Sari. Her pallu used to be carelessly tagged to show the firm cleavage and flat stomach from side. Her sari knot was always low waist, sometime revealing her pubic hairs line running to the belly button.It was the month of November when there was a huge hype of World coming to. "Please tell me where these two are. The Lord has found favour with them." They're off down by the river I think," said Achré's father."Thank you mortal," Amia said.Down by the river, best friends since childhood Achré and Lucifer were very busy enjoying the village chieftain's daughters, who weren't nearly as innocent as they liked their father to believe. The four of them cried out in orgasm, and collapsed in a cuddly mess on the blanket they'd brought."This was such a great idea," Achré. She had a bathrobe on and her hair was wet from the shower."Oh," she said when she saw him. "I was just about to call you. Something's wrong with the toilet in my bathroom. I know your Dad is tired from his trip, so can you look at it for me?" Uh sure," Chris said. He walked past his mother, smelling her freshly washed hair and a scent of lavender soap. The bathroom was still steamy when he entered. He heard the water in the toilet running and opened the tank lid. He saw that the plastic arm. She paid it no attention. She snuggled against Blake, desperate for physical contact.“It’s all right,” Blake promised as they snuggled and hugged each other. “The storm can’t hurt us here. We are safe.”Slowly, Sarah calmed down. She didn’t release the hug since it felt so good. She liked the way the shadows from the candle light showed off Blake’s rippled chest. He looked stronger and more fit than any boy her age that she had seen. She hugged him tighter, forcing their chests together. Sarah.