I longed for a peak! The morning after one of these sessions I was getting dressed in my room when I noticed my neighbour, Grace, in the garden next d...or. She was in her mid-thirties, 5’10, brunette and an absolutely gorgeous size ten with (as I would find out later) E cup tits! Of course I was young so I was horny for anything but she really was stunning. One of those girls who really takes care of themselves and I liked that. Her hair was really long, about half way down her back and always. Still short, now with some life experience, even rounder but now irresistible because my reservations had been swept away by the years.It was now perfectly reasonable to strike up a relationship with her, and she felt the same.We met in the budget-priced restaurant of a once-good hotel on the edge of town. I was early as usual and was sitting at the table watching the door when she breezed in, overdressed in a silver satin dress that she might have bought for a wedding.She was beaming, of. Pi rahi thi to maine us se bola yaar ye to bahoot bindaas city hai to usne jawab diya yahan freedom hai tum caho to jab tak hum yahan hain tum poora anand le sakti ho uske baad humane lunch kiya then hum movie dekhane gaye wahan poora time uska haath mere jism to chedta raha then mujhe use blow job dena pada movie khatam hote hote shaam ho gait hi hum hotel wapas aaye to usne kaha dress change kar lo maine us se bolabhi blouse bahoot tight hai usne kaha jaisa kaha hai waisa karo then main. .. I now know I was wrong about that... another story). As it turns out, Stacy wasn't carrying any cooking equipment either, she was totally depending on what I was carrying! I told her that a good guide would never leave without the necessary gear. She smiled and said that she knew that - I was a good guide - the best there was. I didn't find that very funny.That night Stacy and I shared a tent. I crawled into the tent first while she went pee. I put on my long johns and zipped myself up.