Divya aunty entered her bathroom and she changed into her night dress and when I went into her bathroom I sawyed her bra and panty hanging behind the ...oor and started to small her panty and then I licked her bra then I heard a sound of someone opening the closet of room I opened bathroom door to see and I saw that divya aunty was wearing new bra and panty I dont know why she did that but I heard sound of some aunties calling divya from outside I think that’s why she did that she scared new bra. ‘What if he was raping her?’ I clasped my hands together tightly and managed to restrain a squeal. That was, until, I felt two heavy hands on my shoulders. ‘I wasn’t looking, I swear!’ I screamed, but before I had a chance to run, those heavy hands locked around my waist and drew me near. ‘That’s the second time today,’ Mark’s voice soothed my senses. ‘What’s your deal?’ The streetlight flickered again and I looked over my shoulder, wearily. ‘How’d you know I’d be here?’ ‘I stood outside long. . I keep counting. Number after number after number. At some point I’m not supposed to be counting any more—I’m supposed to be on my knees in front of her. I slide down off the couch and kneel between her legs. I’m supposed to be topless, and I quickly remove my shirt. She says something and boops my nose, triggering a check-in with my limits. The word ‘green’ leaves my lips. I’m supposed to be turned on and I am, so badly, and it’s supposed to turn me on that I’m being turned on by being. It seems like there will be no end to this, so I start to pull the bikini away from your ass. As I start to pull, I see that this is also turning you on, because rather than lay like there is nothing happening, you lift your hips ever so slightly, and the bikini bottom pulls away from underneath you. You are now lying naked on the beach, with 3 other couples about 15 feet away. We both look over again, and can see that our show has also fueled our onlookers. They all have taken to lying on.