.both ladies looked at my bare tits and nodded grabbed a nipple each and twisted and pulled them I wanted to scream but knew the knife was still there...my back arched but despite this I could feel my pussy getting wet…betraying me..it certainly didn’t go un noticed by Lesley.She lowered the knife and cut my nickers away and I could smell myself …my wetness…I was ashamed of what my body was doing my nipples were as hard as pebbles my breath coming in quicker gasps as Clair leaned forward and. Her beauty was so intense it made my mouth dry my heart race and my nipples harden instantly; I look down for a moment, these are not my tiny fledgling breasts but full pert rounded breasts of a woman, in my dream I look away confused and frightened. As is the way of dreams the next thing that happens is I am talking to this Celtic goddess her voice both calms me sets me on fire, the conversation moves from clothes to boys and we both mention their immaturity and then she puts here. But this was amazing. A regular fucking production line. The cocks just kept pumping and she just kept cumming. The orgasms were now just like one continuous sensation that every now and then would over-whelm her and she would cry out and shout some obscenity. Often this would make the cock fucking her go faster. Sometimes it made it cum. She loved not knowing who was fucking her. She had been on her knees for ages and so she couldn't see the faces. But now she needed to change position.She. It has been a month since we saw you. We can discuss it at home.”“No Anna, not at home. I want to talk only with you.”“Okay, then I will meet you at Tenneti park this evening at 6pm.”“Thanks anna. I’ll wait for you there.”The call dropped. Vivek still didn’t understand why Vasanti called. What could be so important that she can’t come to home? Did she fall in love again? If so, it’s a good thing she’s moving on, but why she wants to talk alone? He didn’t get it. But he couldn’t throw it off his.