I could hear her breathing. Quick and shallow. I ran my index fingerup along her pussy, pausing at the top to give her clitoris a little rub.She tre...bled ever so slightly. The waiter and I both keyed up by thesituation and aware of every tiny sound or motion, exchanged glances. Again I grinned at him. I moved my right hand, once again taking her arm.He immediately put his hand on her pussy, his fingers gently massaging herthrough the gown. The lift jerked into life. Someone higher up. "Sorry." He softly moaned."Don't be sorry, Lord Tenchi!" She whispered sweetly, though there was the faintest edge to her voice. "Just please, shut up!"Beaming at his nonplused reaction, Ayeka then handed carefully Tenchi the jacket she'd been working on. Standing again, it took only a moment, once he had pushed his arms through its sleeves. He stood, turning for her inspection."I like it." He stated simply, it was true! On a base color of midnight blue, the embroidery stood sharply. Amazingly. She is one horny Milf, I could tell you that and she doesn't mind being naughty and she would be happy to accompany a white guest in our home. It was March and my friend from Norway arrived in Delhi and I picked him up from the airport. His name is Sven and he is 53 years and has grey hair with a receding hairline. He is single and His face is ugly and had a horny look to his face. When I met him, he started taking videos already with his HD video camera and could see that he was filming the. Just then, I started to swirl my tongue around her left nipple.Just as she thought that I was going to play nice, I clamped down on her left breast. I bit it much harder than before. At the same time, I squeezed her right breast even harder. She groaned out a tormented “Gaahhh” that lasted the entire length of the bite. I finally relented about thirty seconds later.I looked up at her with a devilish grin. She looked back at me with a look of pure lust. I chuckled and continued my journey.