A hand slid down her torso until it reached her pussy. She gently slipped a finger inside, exploring, probing. Then two fingers, slowly building herse...f, then she couldn't hold back and she began plunging those two fingers in with something close to ferocity, her fingers quickly become slick with her own juices she slid a third in for good measure. Her heavy breathing became a moan and then a cry out. She managed a split second of it before cutting it short, and then in the moment of silence. I did not know if it was a European thing to be non-chalant about sex and nudity or what. I certainly have seen her flare up seeing a pretty girl she did not know talking to me and I certainly did not entertain sharing her with another man, not that she ever showed any interest, in fact had quickly rebuffed any guy that had come on to her. The girl on girl action did not bother me, heck, what man would not be aroused by it, and there was plenty of that on each trip!Confused and confounded, I. I don’t have another one.He stopped and his face turned upset. Then suddenly again he splashed some more water on me, which made me completely wet. Mandhana burst into laughter. I was with an angry face and went to the main room. They thought I got annoyed by Mithun’s behavior.But I went inside, took the bikini bag and went inside the bathroom. I wore the bikini, came outside and checked my figure in the dressing table mirror. I moved to the pool room. Mandhana and Mithun were surprised by my. She took a green blouse, wore it and ask me how it was. Even though, it matched perfectly with the sari, I said no. I got up, went near her and said: “before seeing the matching, you should do some small changes.”I removed her blouse, went a step back, holding her shoulders with my hand looked at her and said. You have worn your sari very high. I with the help of both my thumbs pushed her sari downwards towards her hip level. I made her turn. The piece of sari going up was covering her back. If.