She used to wash me and feed me and doing all needful for me and at home I used to roam naked and she used to lift me and keep in her hips and do the ...work, at that time and I was very small and she likes me a lot and me too. If I felt sleepy, I used to play with her navel.She used to wear saree only at home and she wears below her navel only then while sleeping I used to bite her nipples and sleep but she won’t tell anything due to my childhood! Now the story begins and this happened before 2. Why she did not have any more kids I asked and she replied that Ramu was born through an operation, meaning I guess caesarian, which was the reason she was scared of conceiving again. So I asked her how she had controlled getting pregnant again. She said she did not allow her husband to try again. Getting bolder, I asked her whether she ever had the urge of just having fun with her husband to which she just smiled and hid her face in her saree pallu. I smiled back and made my first move.. I want to savor the moment."I ran my fingers along the inside of her raised thigh until I came toher sparse little bush. Gently, I slipped two of my fingers into her pussywhile I pushed my thumb against her anus. "You know why women have theirpussy and ass so close together, don't you?" I laughed. "It's so you canturn them upside down and carry them around like a six-pack." I pushed mythumb inside her asshole, working my fingers and thumb in and out for a fewmoments."Elmmmh." Yes, very. "See. You can take much more of me," I say smiling and kneel down before her. After an intimate kiss i tell her to stand up. I kiss her little pert titties, sucking and nibbling on her nipples. She encourages me by pressing my head against her chest. My hand cupping her buttocks. One of them travels down her leg and to the front. When my fingers tickle her clit she grants me access by placing her foot on the side of the bath tub. When I penetrate my finger in her tight hole she sighs. Soon she.