So I did. Then he asked for another one and asked if I’d show him some skin. So I did. And he kept asking. And each time he asked, he wanted more. I... my pyjamas. Wrapped in a towel after a shower. In my bra. Then bra and panties. Then just the panties. Then completely nude.“Then when we were together, he started asking if he could take pictures, after all, it was nothing he hadn’t seen before. Just something to remind him of me. Nothing to worry about. He wouldn’t show anyone. I should have. So, I started straightening the seams on her pantyhose. It was the first think I want to do. It helps me to touch her and break the ice. Showing her I was right and ready for that situation. And you now the best? She let me do it. I was more and more exited touching her, passing my hand all over her thighs. Up and down, Stroke her slowly with my fingers. My cock would get extremely hard and stick out of the slit in my boxers. She noticed it and said that it was completely fine with her. I was. A specific part of it caught my eye, but I didn't want to ask her about it and make the conversation I had with this now married woman more awkward than it needed to be. I know she's not a gambler, but part of the collage on her right arm had a blackjack hand that consisted of the Queen of Hearts and the Ace of Spades. Through my extensive research in interracial pornography, I know what the Queen of Spades tattoo means, so I guess if she had that it would have been obvious, but part of me. We went near a big rock which had some shade and it was very near to waters with rocks so there was no chance of any boats coming there. Also since shruthi was watching out, it was pretty safe. I took off rekha’s top and bra and started sucking her beautiful breasts. She started making sounds like mmmmmaaaaaahhhhaaaaa, suck them baby, suck them nicely, they’re yours etc. The feeling that shruthi was shooting all this in public made both of us hot and wild as hell so we started undressing each.