I placed my hand in that potion, she was not saying anything to me, then I just become bold a bit and placed my hand on her thighs , I placed there fo... sometime to check her reaction, but I dont seen even her blicking her eyes, I beleived she is sleeping and I was like chorh yaar yeh to bilkul negative hai,But mera dil hai ki man hi nahi raha tha, main andar se fulll pagal ho raha tha , pata nahi kya tha aisa usme ki main apne aap ko rok nahi paa raha tha, maine dheere se apna hath fir uski. "There were commitments..." But you didn't love him and he didn't love you and so the commitments were financial -- and he welched on them, eventually, didn't he?" I insisted."You just called me a whore again!" No, YOU just called you a whore! I merely presented the facts -- YOU came to the conclusion!" I retorted. "What I'm showing you here is that what we're talking about isn't much different, if any -- and at least we're being up-front about it." But..." Hold still." I took her by the chin. He let go of my hand, and let his arms be free on the side, and started enjoying it. I started stroking faster and faster and he let out a small moan before he came. But no one heard it. He came in his underwear. I took my hands out, and He zipped his pants now.I was still horny though. I couldn’t ask him to give me pleasure. I was a bit shy. Then he touched the inside of my thighs himself like he read my mind. He tried to touch my vagina, but my pencil skirt was a bit tight for him to put his. But a few minutes later, Heather and Jean trooped in across the back yard wearing beach towels -- and nothing else, it turned out. Pete and I mixed the qualities of a pleasant host with decorum, letting them settle in without embarrassment. After a few minutes, Jean swam over to where I was farting around with a noodle -- one those colored foam floaters that look sort of like Technicolor pipe wrap. I was trying to do pushups against the buoyancy of one, held under water, if you must know....