She was thrusting her waists wildly, wanting her cunt to be touched and loved too. Avinash realized her need and slowly put his hand into her panties....He put his hands over her pussy and started rubbing it. “eeewwwwww” she squealed again as his touch sparked a current within her body. She started making weird noises and slowly, she crossed the limit of her control and suddenly her cunt was filled with her juices. She felt relaxed as the juices started running wild out of her cunt.Avinash was. Herbreasts, made large from the milk supply within them, were obviouslyunencumbered by a brassiere. I looked away uncomfortably. I sat in a chair in the living room and Mrs. Tilden sat on the couch.On television a soap opera was playing. This was surprising. Usually thetelevision, if it was on at all, was tuned to the local religious channel. We talked about my birthday and the presents I'd received for it. Aswe discussed it I couldn't help but notice that her nightgown had ridden upabout. At that I squeezed Linda and said “One moment.” I placed my lips against her ear, and softly whispered to her. She nodded, and whispered something back. We did this 2 or 3 times, keeping our whispers low so that Keith and Holly could not understand what we were saying.Finally, I pulled back, looking into Linda’s eyes. “Baby, are you sure?” I asked, so that the other couple could hear us. She chewed her lip for a moment, then nodded. I took a deep breath and sighed. “Well, some of this is not. They were chatting and joking as they stooped and planted rows and rows of paddy seedlings. I lay down on the bench, opened my book and started reading. The cool breeze, the quiet countryside, the distant chatter of the women working soon lulled me to sleep.I did not know how long i slept. When i woke up, it was almost sun set. I could hear people talking loudly nearby. The inside of the pump-house was getting dark. I realized that the ladies had finished their work for the day, and were.