As my fingers slowly worked their way down through her pussy hair, the dampness was apparent. Her swollen clit pushed her hood up and opened her huge ...nner lips. The lower my hand went the wetter she was. Using two fingers I gently move up and down coating her whole pussy area with slick juices. A very low, almost inaudible moan was coming from deep in her throat. That low moan changed in pitch and volume when Rob lifted his arm and reached for her nipple. He pinched and twisted both of her. ‘Please, sit. And what can I do for you today, Mr. Charlton?’ ‘Ah … well … you see … it’s like this. I’m a good friend of your wife, Winnie, a very good friend. I thought it only fair to … bring you up to date on things … as it were.’ He had come to a sudden stop as Roger rose from his chair and towered above him. During his entire Army career, Roger Wilkinson had been taught to control his emotions, think logically, act only when necessary, and make sure of the result. The brief, stumbling. He just couldn’t sleep. His heart was beating a faster than usual. It has been over two years since his wife left him. Focused on his business, he never had time for a woman. He longed for the touch of a woman. But this was different, this was wrong. But he couldn’t help himself.The wind was blowing away the saree from her chest, exposing her cleavage. The light which was occasionally illuminated by the street lights and the lights from the houses near the track were helping him to see a more. They felt like big pebbles now as they pressed through her bra and into the bed sheet. She felt him pick up and caress her left hand and gently rub her ring finger. She felt him place a warm hand between her thighs. He said, “Mel, the concierge, is the woman in the movie. We made it last year. It’s been very popular with guests.” Em murmured, “Oh god. I so want it like that.” She shuddered with pleasure as Derek’s hands moved up towards her pussy and then shouted as he moved her legs wide.