I turn my head slightly and kiss her lower thigh; kissing and licking my way slowly up her leg. Her scent now grows stronger. As I near her warm damp ...ussy, I can see the juices on the crotch of her panties. I nibble gently on her soft inner thighs and she moans quietly. I move in closer and now her thighs are resting on my shoulders. My neck is now encased by the soft flesh of her thighs. My mouth moves to the waistband of her panties and my tongue traces deftly along that line. She moans. Then, when we got to Harry’s I quickly paid and told the taxi to keep the change and hopped out with him.The taxi had gone by the time Harry realised what was happening so he invited me in “for a coffee”. He actually meant it but I had other things in mind. Just as before,conversation flowed quite pleasantly. I was in my early 30s, single, he was new to the company in his late 30s divorced with k**s. We chatted and drank come more (coffee!) and then I made out I was falling asleep on the sofa.. “Liked what you saw I take it?’’ The bottle was placed on the dresser as she started to walk over to him. Edward wrapped her in his arms and they kissed passionately by the open window. A quiet moan sighed from Darla’s lips as she melted into his strong embrace. His hands slid softly down her back until he was cupping her firm arse and lifting her up against him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck, their lips pressed firmly together as he held her body against. She saw me looking at her. I smiled at her and she smiled back. I sat next to her and we started talking. She had introduced her self to me. Her name was Nisha. She was 8 months pregnant. She would be 5’7 with 2 big beautiful boobs and a great round ass she was around 35 years old. She had told me that her husband was working in Dubai. He has been gone for 6 months and she is got a 18 year old daughter. It turned out that we were living in the same area. She old me that I could share a taxi.