But anything was better than the years of the dried well, and the first time she reached out, on her own initiative, and took his limp cock in her han...d, it responded as might be expected. Her body was no marvel to cherish and caress, but in the darkness of their bedroom with his eyes closed, and images in his mind of how she had looked six years ago, it was not too bad. That Annie's eyes were closed, too, he could only classify as 'fair enough'. Soon those images were replaced with a multitude. I guess they both took what I said a little different than what I meant, and both smiled at me.Suddenly the clanging of a bell of some sort brought Janet and Sandy down the ladder. Grabbing the basket of eggs, Sandy giggled. "Come on, we got to get back inside with these." Janet took my hand as we jogged after her.After breakfast, Mr. Wilson headed off to work at the machine shop in town, while Mrs. Wilson went about doing her daily chores. I followed Janet and Sandy outside as they again. As I was growing up I became more curious about women and pussy. So I would pop in on mom catching her in various stages of dress. One day I did that to my grandma Flo, caught her buck naked. She glared at me and opened her pussy lips and yelled "Only real men can get pussy this good. Come back when and if you are ever a real man." Granny Flo was good looking, in great shape at that time. Pert little tits and a neatly trimmed dark bush with a flat stomach. I will never forget that moment. But. I found a lady with an umbrella. (She is not our heroine, please wait)She was walking in front of me toward our flats. She stopped in front of the gate, asking for the correct address. When I reached the gate she stopped me and asked about whether she is at the right place or not in Kannada. I said that she is in the right place and entered into the flats. She followed me and asked about her friend Ramya (heroine of our story). If I know about her flat number because her phone was out of the.