She’s told me about what happened from that point.”I nodded, “I dated Melanie, Kathy, Bethany, Sofia, and Jennifer before I met Kara. I’m sure...some of them have told you things.”“Yes.”“And they aren’t the craziest ones. Have they told you about Cindi?”“No.”“A couple of years ago, before her son was born, she came in body paint. Period. No clothes. That was the culmination of her wearing less and less each year. Since her son was born, she’s been a bit more careful about how crazy she gets. She. Her coppery eyebrows wriggled suggestively, as she asked, “Fancy a drink, handsome?”Harry’s eyes grew wide. Ginny and drinking was never a good combination. If Ginny had been a more mindful witch, she would’ve notice the spark of fear and tinge of revulsion in her husband’s eye. But seeing that Harry used Ginny’s lack of wit to his advantage more often than not, her obliviousness suited him just fine.“Oh, sorry love,” he said, showing regret over the lost opportunity to spend time with his. So I left my hand there itself for some time and waiting for her reaction. But there was no sign from her. So I got confused whether to proceed or not. After hesitation, I decided to go further. I roamed my left hand over her saree on the hip region.I found a small gap of open. Through that, I entered my two fingers and touched her bare skin for which she jerked lightly but kept quiet. With two fingers I roamed my hands all over her hip region for which she showed no reaction.After about 15. I slowly unhooked her bra and touched her boobs. They were so soft. (softer than my ex’s). Her nipples were hard, but boobs were soft.Then, she turned towards me and I could see her boobs. Those boobs weren’t coming in my single hand. They were so huge. I started pressing them. But, she stopped me. And took my hands below inside her panties. She had hair below. She asked me to help her open her panties. I gradually pulled them down. She had trimmed her hair in a V pattern down there. As I bent.