After we reached back, Lucy went to her room I was going towards my room and I passed from the room of Ms. Jane. I glanced through the curtains and saw her changing her dress. Oh, what an erotic sight.
While changing she placed her hand on her bent knee, with her bottom towards me, and then slowly lowered her skirt, and laid it on the floor, so as to expose her person from the waist. While doing so she bends down on a sofa cushion, projected herself out, and separates her knees well. Considering the grace and elegance of her lady-like figure I was thunderstruck at the smallness of her waist, the large development of her hips, and the magnificence of her buttocks.
My goodness! What a glorious arse she had! Such immense, white, dimpled cheeks, smooth as ivory and as hard, projecting apart a little and separated by a shadowy valley opened by her position so as to show her sweet little pink arsehole open to view from her transparent panty. A downy coronet of soft, dark hair was around it and even crept up the hollow of the valley towards her back in graceful tiny curls, while below commenced the real hair of her cunt, thick, bushy, glossy and curling, covering the sides of her lips and even part of her thighs, and spreading in most luxuriant profusion up to her navel.
You can fancy the most beautiful, elegant, and educated lady you know, and down in this position. Her loins deeply retiring, her arse doubly presenting its great curves, supported on wonderfully developed thighs, and then the beautiful legs and exquisitely small feet. In the middle of the picture a lovely recess-a temple of the God of Love-its moist pink inside, the delightful clitoris (betraying by its stiff projection the state of excitement the dear creature was under) and in this position, above it, the impenetrable-looking rosy dimple of her arsehole.
The view caused such a hardon that I had to squeeze my legs together. I felt it was a hardon harder than yesterday evening.
But this time I did not try to suppress my groan rather I stroked it from the top of my pant, as my attention was locked on the sweet curvaceous swell of her bottom.
Allah! What a magnificent view, I stammered as I was excited. She saw me and tried to hide her ass and cunt with her hands in fright.
'Oh!' I said. 'Don't be alarmed, my sweet love, I am awestruck by the sight of your unparalleled and overpowering beauties. I cannot-I cannot...'
She also noticed my huge erection and was amused and she understood quite well what I meant and said,
'I've been wanting you badly, my lover!-Oh, so badly-and I told Daina that either you must come to me or I must go to you!.
'Aamir, my dear friend, you must let me see for what you have seen of me. I insist that you must return it with all your kindness to me. Come, show me your prick at once, my dear fellow.'
While she spoke her shapely soft and long fingers were busy unzipping me, and in an instant, my wildly throbbing prick stood up in her hand. I had sunk on the sofa and lay reclining in a favorable position for developing a complete view of its whole length for her. It was fully erect, hard, long and large enough, very well-proportioned-altogether fairly handful. Ms. Jane was astounded both at its size and stiffness. The size of my unnaturally large penis which has been an object of amusement for boys at school brought an instant shine in her eyes.
And in her delight at seeing it, she fondled and squeezed it. This was too much for my already over-excited state.
So I said: 'Oh! My love, please wait for a moment, let us take off all our clothes, and then only we can best enjoy the sweetness of love, my sweet love, you will also enjoy it at the same time.'