A naughty act

Behind our house, under the tree,
Resting alone, it was me
Hot and humid summer day,
Vacation time, the month was May.

Looked at our house, cozy and small
Found some damage at bathroom wall
When plumbers laid the new pipeline
Maybe they thought, the hole was fine

I peeped through the hole with naughty mind
There was none whom I could find
The bucket was dry and the floor was clean
Ready to welcome a beauty queen

Hush! She comes and I can hear
My heartbeat races with feel of fear
Rings of her bangle getting clear
I am sure - she is too near

She opens the door with screeching sound
Keeps her dresses with no look round
I had a glimpse of her innocent face
Dressed in a Saree, showing her grace

Having done her household chores
She sweated through her body pores
Unfurled the saree that she wore
Before closing the bathroom door

I warned myself "Must leave now"
Ignored my warning, don't know how
"Show me your treasures" was my pray
A silent prayer, I couldn't say

One by one her dresses drop
Saree, blouse and bras from top
Petticoat there, back was bare
Watching the show was an act of dare

Eager to see her tight, full breasts
Decorated with her lovely crests
Within my body the desires burn
She's in no hurry to take a turn

Tap was on, the bucket was full
Petticoat's knot got her pull
Down it slides, down and down
She looks like a queen, no dress or crown

Hard like rock, I can listen to the throb
Of illicit lust, even God couldn't rob
It's pink tip glitters – tight and strong
My rod gets erect – long and long.

Her nude body is more than art
Back faces me with sensuous part
Of round ass cheeks with mounds of flesh
The skin looks fair, soft and fresh

I fix my eyes on her perfect curves
Even at forty, the shape preserves
Before I could explore her treasures more
Lowering her butts, she sits on the floor

She moves to the left, closing her thighs
Showing her breasts, big in size
Lovely they were with dark brown caps
With my rock hard tool, would I collapse?

Her breasts are heavy, tight and round
Filled with love that knows no bound
"You're so beautiful!" I wonder
The beauty queen is my own creator

She rubs the soap hard on her palms
Moves them up, raising her arms
And there she cleans, below arm pits
Foaming around, her breasts and tits

Closing her eyes, she soaps her face,
Throat and neck, but no necklace
Soaps her back, where palms could reach
Color of her skin looked like peach

She turns to the front and reaches her toes
Stretches her legs and there palm goes
She soaps her toes, her legs and thighs
I watch the show with eager eyes

Slowly she widens her legs apart
Time to care for her feminine part
She soaps her there and the bubbles foam
Within her bushes, where would it roam?

Soaping done, the water pours
Rinsing her skin and all her pores
Water drops glittered, like drops of dew
It was indeed a heavenly view

With fingers in, she opens her slit
Splashes water to clean her clit
I looked through the passage, all the way
Through which I had seen the light of the day

"Maa, wouldn't you like to take me in
And play with me "out and in"?
Fantasies bring to my ultimate trip
I could see my droplets drip

"Maa----"I cried in fear
As my foreskin was about to tear
She was so near, yet couldn't hear
Tap was on and the sound wasn't clear

Dreams and fantasies always can
Make you truly your mother's man