She welcomed me and said that uncle left for the businees trip on Friday morning because of some urgency. She felt happy after seeing me. She was wear...ing a maroon saree and she looked very tired because she was cleaning the house since the servant maid was on leave.She made me coffee and some bhaji’s. I enjoyed her cooking. I never had bad intention towards her. I was watching the TV in her living room. She finished her cleaning work and came and sat next to me in the sofa. She started to talk. Your fly is ripped open and her hands reach into your boxers to grab your cock. Her hands are cold, but this increases the sensation as she massages and pulls on your hard member. You moan and drop one hand down in response. Lifting the front of her short leather skirt, your nimble fingers frantically search for their mark. You stroke her pussy through the thin fabric of her thong, and she sighs. You pull the thong to one side and start to rub her soaking wet fuck hole. She grinds into your. . that?”“Yeah, you know, the whole dance routine? I did some classes a few years back.” She looked up into my eyes with those deep, piercing cerulean eyes of hers and asked me the most obvious question I’ve ever been asked until then. “Do you want to see?”I swallowed and inhaled deeply, making sure my voice would be steady and firm when I replied, as nonchalantly as I could fake, “Sure, if you want.”She beamed at me and got off the couch, almost bouncing in place. “Pause the movie,” she told. She used that hand to cup and lift my testicles. The move sent a shockwave of pleasure throughout my entire body, right down to my core... I could do nothing but throw my head back and moan in response.I sighed once more as Kathy's mouth descended toward my shaft. She reached out with her tongue and gently licked the tip, before pulling her mouth away from it. "I'm not going to stop giving you a hand-job," she teased, "until you cum for me." Oh, oh my..." I breathed out loud. This woman is.