I could see her beautiful navel through the saree. I went near her and gave a tight hug. The first thing I told her is I love your navel. She said, yo...u naughty don’t you think my face look beautiful. You always care about my navel. Then we started walking towards the seat, I held my hand around her waist and she gave me a surprised look with a smile.Ramya: you behave like a man now and she laughed.Me: you know what else I can do.Ramya: I don’t want to know. Laughing again. I wore this saree for. How is your mom holding up?”“She is a strong woman and being brave for us kids. I hear her cry at night, but she never complains. I am here so I can help her a little, Sir.”“Come in tomorrow morning at six o’clock, and we’ll get the paperwork done so you can get started working here.”“Thank you, Sir. I’ll be here.” I shook his hand before I walked out. As I was about to leave, I spotted a girl riding a dirt bike on a track behind Mr. Johnson’s building.Stepping out his back door I watched as. Both of our bodies were united in sexual pleasure and I held onto his waist and started to meet his motion with mine and we fucked liked lovers do. He then got off me and bent over in the doggy style and I knelt behind him and pressed my cock into him and slowly it entered him and I started to invade his virgin ass. He loved it, I loved it, and we both were having the time of our lives. As soon as Sam started to shout out he is ready to blow his load from being fucked in his ass I was also. I slowly opened the door and she was laying on the bed. She had taken off her dress and shoes and was sleeping. She was a slim women and for being almost seventy, she looked pretty good. She was wearing full white slip and black stockings. I paused at the door for more than a few mins. I could tell she was wearing stockings and not pantyhose because her slip was slid up just enough to catch a glimpse of the top of her stockings. Her tiny nipples were standing up hard as pebbles under the thin.