“Rissa, why don’t you set another place at the table for our guest. He’s going to have dinner with us!” Claire asked. Her daughter got up off ...he couch and slid between me and the coffee table, her denim clad pussy mere inches from my face. While her daughter prepared the table and took over the cooking chores, Claire and I caught up on old times, with both of us relating the gory details of failed marriages and successful careers.Presently, Rissa, as she preferred being called, brought out. I am Pralayanka Khatri. I am 22 years old. I work in an IT company in Bangalore. I have no fb or linkedin account and am virtually untraceable. Because of this I am using my real name. Last year, our team designed website for a 4 star hotel in the city. Due to this we had remote access to their systems and could easily see the list of guests staying at hotel.At this stage, I was a virgin and had deep curiosity about sex. Initially, I used to satiate my sex drive by seeing porn and masturbating.. I used to feel like grabbing it and pressing my face into it. I just loved her. But I loved her buttocks the most in her body. She also used to go to the bathroom wrapping a towel on her semi naked body (wearing only bra and panties inside). We have attached bathrooms in our rooms.Whenever she would be bathing I would press my ear to the door and listen to her taking shower. The sound of water falling on her and she humming in a seductive way while bathing, ahhh that was paradise! I would. She came up empty also. They both thought something had to be done later. Madeleine felt her orgasm rise from her hips as Roberta sucked on her long thin clit, moving her lips up and down as she would have done with a cock (but had never done that either). Madeleine squirted in Roberta’s face. She nearly apologized. Roberta was smiling as she kissed her lover, then she burst out laughing. Both women did. Then they fell asleep in each other’s arms. Halfway through the night, they both woke up.