Sarita closed her eyes and moaned lightly. I hooked my finger in the folds of her sari tucked into her petticoat and pulled it free. I then pulled the...strings of her petticoat and let it drop to the ground. I stood up and kissed Sarita on her lips. I sucked her lower lip and slowly inserted my tongue into her mouth. Her tongue reach out to to meet mine. Then I led her to my bed and as she walked to the bed I got rid of my clothes. I lay her down and parted her legs. Her pussy was shaven clean. " She told him."I very much liked it and glad you agreed to show me. I don't think I would have ever gotten a kiss like that from anyone else and really looking forward to a lot more." He answered her. She stood up in front of him and dropped her robe. The look of awe on his face told her everything. She leaned over and grabbed his hand, raising it to her breast. Encouraging him to feel of them. He rubbed on them like anyone that had never felt one before did. He petted them and rubbed. The pasta turned out to be ziti, served in soup bowls, with thick sauce poured over the soft pasta. Amy explained that she didn't make spaghetti because they only had four chairs, and since we couldn't sit at the table, we would have to hold the bowls in one hand.Everyone was dressed casually in jeans and sweatshirts. We sat on the floor and ate pasta out of soup bowls with soup spoons and drank wine from water glasses.Kent held court, asking each of us how we had spent our time away from. “Come with me,” he says bringing me to my feet.“My stuff though.” I protested.“Excuse me, sister,” Ian touched the shoulder of the nun that was sitting in the seat across from me, “would you mind watching Grace’s things for a bit. We’re going to get a drink.”“Of course son, I’d be happy to.”“Can we bring you anything?”“An ice tea would be lovely.” “Of course sister, we’ll return shortly.”He pulls me through the cars until we reached the bathroom, I’m pushed inside and he closes and locks the.