.. in English, seemed less thanenthused."Who are you to do this," she said grumpily. "Your hair, your skin: youare not one of the people. No outsider ...an cure us. No more than thequack-quacks here at this place." The river accepted me, and speaks to me," River said cheerily. "I hopethat you might as well."The old woman looked at her for a minute, and then the smallest smilecrept across her face. "I guess it can't hurt, can it," she said, andher face wrinkled into a bit more of a smile. "Thank. I decided we’re going to send you both a video. I press record. She then begins to move her hand down my face, to my breast, down my stomach and then puts her hand under my skirt and starts to trace my lips with her fingers tips. Without hesitation I slide my hand into her pants and start rubbing her clit. I undo her pants and start to take them off of her she stops me and says that she wants to make this about me not her. For my and her husband. She get down on her knees spreads my leg and. I wanted to test more, I started to stare at her boobs, she gently adjusted her saree so that I can see one of her bra and boobs alopng with the inevitable cleavage given her size...uff my dick was getting hard so I touched my crotch to adjust the little john to have more room to grow. She saw that and flashed a devilish smile. That's it, I wanted to test more. I peered directly into her eyes and smacked my lips, she reciprocated with biting hers. So I excused myself and went to the manager and. I took off the red catsuit and Odette helped me roll down the brand new panties; adjusting the crotch shield. She used her finger to stuff the shield between my labia and tightly against my asshole, before helping me try on three different sizes of panties. She managed to rub her hands all over my butt and vulva. I even managed to have an orgasm from her touch; trying to muffle my moans, so Odette could not be aware of my horny condition. I closed my eyes and almost melted, as I moaned through.