However, both of them apparently have a lingering crush on each other. They both went to high school in New York State. I have never met Peter nor has...Joan seen him since high school. Peter lives in the Midwest. He recently telephoned when Joan was out to inform her that he was coming through our State next week. I told that we would be camping at the Coast, a couple of hours away, and invited him to meet us there. He accepted and asked that we surprise Joan.Joan is in her mid fifties and very. I am seeing her panty.Upto the bottom of the panty on the rear of her thigh I have massaged with the linament. She should have said OK Ravi, stop it enough for the day. It was a pleasure pressing and massaging her sweet soft thighs. Suddenly I found dampness in the front of her panty. Has she passed urine without knowing.Any how I stopped massaging for the day, kept the linament tube in the shelf and went and washed my hands in the wash basin. I called shanthi aunty, will that not do, If you. They jumped the tiny stream and followed it uphill to the verge of the forest. Still following the brook they walked past moss covered boulders and ventured deeper into the woods.After fifteen minutes or so they emerged into a grassy hollow clearing, with the creek babbling over a few rocks down the middle of the stream. The little meadow was surrounded on all sides by thick woods. The creek continued uphill towards it's source. Glenn smiled with approval, this was truly an idyllic spot.There. Shania felt her clit begin to protest and hurt under the attack and she began to let her knees buckle slightly. "What do you think you're doing?" Kathy said in a firm voice and still holding Shania's clit, she reached around and gave Shania a pull towards her by one cheek of that little derriere. Shania's breath sucked in as the pain increased and Kathy took a commanding hold on her, "You are mine and if I want to squeeze you, I will. Now, what do you say to me?" Th-thank you mistress, I love.