Instead, she asked me if I would be embarrassed if she wore those socks, and I told her the truth: she was so amazing I could never be embarrassed abo...ut her. To my disappointment, she didn’t make me smell her socks further, but I did get a hug, a little kiss on my forehead, and a playful comment about me smelling like her feet which made me blush. Goodness, how could I be such a silly goose? I asked her if she was serious, and of course she was only teasing. It worked, too. Got me all. After one month she told that her two sons are studying engineering in colleges away from Guntur and visit the house only once in a month. For the first month everything went smooth. I was watching her always at home. I was using their washing machine, mixie etc to make the work fast. One day she asked me to sleep in the house itself since she is suffering from loose-motions. I agreed. I was tired and went to bed. I was asleep immediately. The house lady is not sleeping but is pretending that. I could feel my balls slapping against her and after looking at her ass bounce from my thrusts I gave it a few quick, sharp slaps. I placed my finger at the entrance to her ass and with a dab of spit started to push it in. "No, no, no, not my ass" she said in between grunts but I kept pushing my finger in until it went passed her anal ring then her ass seemed to relax as I started to then finger fuck her. I worked my finger in and out at the same pace as I was fucking her pussy and she had. ?Both women jumped to do Carl’s bidding, and soon Terry felt as though she was the wishbone on turkey day. It hurt, but the indignity of being spread out with her whole vaginal area fully on exhibition to a male was the most demeaning. Carl grabbed the shaving cream can and sprayed the entire area. He stood watching for a minute or so with a big smile on his face as the shaving cream set.?I hate pussy hair. It covers a woman’s most beautiful features. We’ll have you looking like a little.