I started to feel comfortable. I raised my saree a little upto my knees n showed him where it was hurting me. he took some of the iodex in his hand n ...ouched my thigh. his hand was warm and i started to feel strange. he was slowly moving his hand on my thighs and applying the iodex. it was feeling great as he was rubbing my thighs. he was very slowly but surely moving his hand to the inner parts of my thigh. i started to lift my legs up. i was not wearing panties inside as i generally don’t. “Well, it’s my turn to taste,” Scott said.He pulled her over to the bed and shoved her backwards onto the king sized mattress. He slid his hands down first one leg and then the other to pull off her high heeled shoes, and flung each of them onto the crumpled dress on the floor.Scott spread her legs so wide she could have been a cheerleader doing the splits. He spent a few seconds looking at the damp, nearly hairless pussy in front of him, before diving in to taste her. She moaned the moment. And he still is today. Although, if he isn't more discreet, he may be ... but that's another story ... and you know it anyway. You seemed rather disenchanted with your young man, just now. Could it be that you have a preference for more religious encounters?"The frustrated teenager was taken aback by his comments. Did he know what happened yesterday, she wondered. "I don't understand? Who are you, anyway?" she asked. Even if, somehow, he knew, she didn't plan to acknowledge it."I'm just a. Underneath, she was wearing a black, lacy corset, her big, round tits magnificent and erect above the lace-up top. "Do you think I look like a man?" she asked, running her long, slim hands down her sculpted, perfect legs. "No way!" I stammered. "You look like a very attractive woman." "That accounts for that small sledgehammer in your shorts," she laughed. "Don't worry about it, baby. I AM a woman, and so is Shandi. We're just a different kind of woman than you're used to.".