She was 38 34 40. She was proper south Indian lady. Initially I had problem communicating her because she don’t know Hindi and English she understan...d very little bit, so most of time I have to explain her in both English and sign language, she used to understand and says me OK OK .Few months passed as I used to give keys to my neighbor house and when I am in office she used to come and clean my home and wash my cloths,This went on for few months, as I was traveling to office by auto. This. We kissed like teenagers, then my cock found her love tunnel. One big gasp off my mother and I was inside her, her well lubricated fanny let me slid all the way in up to my balls. I felt my mother lift her legs over mine as I started to slid in and out of her, the more she kept nipping her legs on mine the more it lifted her fanny up to meet my cock.I had no worries of coming to early so I fucked her hard, making her tits wobble about which were still pushed together in her half-loosened. I purposely fell down next to her in and exaggerated manner. And as if it was infectious I started to giggle as well, soon all that could be heard we’re obnoxious and exaggerated giggles coming from the room. The giggles soon died out as we laid there. Silence creeping in. Do you think I’m pretty? She questioned in a serious manner. “I... yes I think your very pretty,” I managed to recover from the unexpected question. “Don’t listen to them” I nearly yelled. “They’re idiots and dicks, you are. " This got a smile from Cindy."Actually, it was both of you. He told me that after meeting you two, he was quite a bit more certain that he'd made the right decision." Oh, yeah?" Yeah," Helen continued. "Said he was surprised you showed up wearing a suit and Cindy looked very proper and pretty and he could see how you two belonged together."Cindy said, "He's a nice man. He knows how to tell stories."Helen laughed. "Yes, he does. I just wanted ya'll to know what he thought." I was wondering," I.