Then at last, she agreed for my suggestion. She went inside my room and came out with only saree in her hand. I took that saree and started ironing it...and in between, I stated passing some comments on like- you look beautiful, nice body etc. She understood that I am having lust on her. However, she is keeping quiet. I finished ironing her saree and it is almost dried. Now I asked her for other part (petticoat). She told its o.k. As it would be inside the saree. I told her though it stays. She stuck out her lip, in a playful pout and pulled my hands to her hips as she leaned in to kiss me. Her tongue darted quickly past my lips and she lifted herself up slightly for a better angle. As I held her hips, my thumbs gently traced circles on her sides. She lightly bit my lip as a soft moan escaped hers. I was enjoying her company so much, but we had to stop. I pulled away and looked around. I didn’t hear anything, but I needed to make her think that I did so I wouldn’t offend her. I. She was every inch the woman I went to bed with last night, if not even more beautiful with her hair so full and the slit in her gown exposing her full thighs.‘Did you sleep well? I am so sorry for drifting off, combination of the wine and the utter ecstasy you left in obviously knocked me out cold.’ she moved closer, her hips snaking. I put down the coffee cups and embraced her, letting my lips melt into hers. She pulled away after a short kiss. ‘Is that a result of me falling asleep?’ I. I saw Emma’s mouth expand as she accepted my salty cream and then I saw her swallow quickly. The next jet was treated the same way.After the third jet forced its way down her throat I had the good sense to let her know that I was cumming. I was breathing erratically and gulping in gallons of air as quickly as I could.Emma withdrew her mouth from the end of my cock and let my remaining spunk fall onto her face over her white shirt, down between her breasts, and over her hand as she pulled on my.