She was wearing a spa uniform with a short, tight skirt and tights covering her slender legs. She turned to me and asked me to follow her. As she star...ed walking down the corridor, I couldn't help but be amazed at how peachy her bum looked in the skirt.We walked into the massage room which was dimly lit with a massage table in the middle, a shower cubicle in the corner and had some gentle music playing in the background. The masseuse introduced herself as Alice and confirmed it was a 1 hour. Now, as I moved forward, she moved her knees far apart. The scent was more evident and I loved it. Mrs. French put her fingers on the sides of the slit and pulled them apart. "These are my cunt lips Peter." She pinched each of them and held them up for me to see. "Go ahead and spread me open. Pull my cunt lips apart from each other and look inside my cunt." I did so and saw the red glistening inside of her. I was practically overwhelmed. I looked up and said, "I still don't see the. She kept the panties in her mouth, leaving a one of the strings dangling down her chin.That was when the cop pulled alongside her car and motioned for her to pull over.“Yes, Officer?” she said not bothering to cover her breasts and with the torn panties now clinging to her shoulder.He was a young officer, perhaps 25 or 26 years old, and although having two years on the force, not experienced with anyone like Marcie who was still on fire between her legs.“Um, are you all right Ma’am?” He. ” I was just k**ding. You are Simran from my native place right?”, I said smiling. And Simran had a big smile on her face. “I am glad that you remembered me”. ”She came all the way from native place to congratulate you Arman!”, mom squeaked from behind. Suddenly Simran’s parents came in. They both congratulated me for my good grades and gave me presents. Even simran’s little brother gave me a present box. But Simran was standing in corner of my room holding something behind her.After a bit of.