"The window is open. Do you mind?" she asked.
"No," I said. "My only regret is that only spotted deer are watching." She laughed. She bent down and kissed me on the lips and said 'my man'.
She stood up with feet planted on either side of me. I was looking up at her vulva, smooth and polished to my taste, and beyond that her magnificent sagging breasts, and her beautiful face wreathed smiles. Her vulva was not the characterless mound with a slit. The skin over the clitoris raised a prominent knob as a reminder of the splendour it concealed; the leaves guarding the slit were just visible, and as if this was not perfection enough a bit of moisture was peeping out to proclaim the steaming heat inside. She then lowered herself, and in one smooth move she held my penis and let it into herself. She bent forward to kiss me. He breasts were hanging like ripe mangoes. Sagging breasts are the best turn-on for me for it was on suckling breasts that I had first graduated. I was close to frenzy and so was she. She moved up and down and I responded to her rhythm. I was in the height of my orgasm when I shouted,
"Will you marry me Yamini?"
She was panting in the throes of her orgasm but she was able to speak.
"I will my most precious darling" When we were cuddling she said." Darling I promise that if you fall in love with a young thing at any time you would have my full and unstinted support. " Even in that emotional moment she made clear her protest at the arrangement.
We are now settled in far away Assam. Two persons cursed by good looks have done the right thing by coming together. The curse is neutralised for we are a happy couple.
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