His hand went into her pants and under her underwear. Jacklyn gasped as Damien’s fingers opened the lips of her pussy and began to rub her clit. “...amn,” Damien said. “Haven’t you even touched yourself?” “N-No,” Jacklyn said. Damien began to rub her faster and faster until Jacklyn felt a strange sensation in her crotch. The front door slammed. “Shit.” Damien said withdrawing his hand. “Get up, hurry. Where’s the bathroom?” “Next door.” Jacklyn said getting up and zipping her pants. Damien left. "I hate Mondays!" you yell.Already nude, and in much need of a shower I reach into the large tiled bath/shower and turn it on hot, setting my glasses on the counter and hopping in. I shave quickly, and just as I'm soaping up for a good scrub down, hoping I can clean the smell of sex and cologne off my skin before work, I hear you brushing your teeth right beyond the thin white curtain. How close we've become so quickly, thinking of our night together my fingers slip between my thighs, gentle. ’ The next morning, the reserved room at Marsh’s had a long table filled with all sorts of delicious foods when Steve and Gwen arrived. As usual, they had been greeted by many friends and neighbors as they walked through the main dining room. As was their custom, the famous couple spent time at each table, chatting casually with the delighted diners. Steve noticed that Janice and Sybil had just sat down at a table in the main room. ‘What are you two doing? We’re not going to leave you out of. So many blouses are thereMe: Aunty, don’t you have sleeveless blouse?Aunty: ya I do have. Actually I had given a blouse piece to tailor in city. He confused with the design and made it sleeveless and ultra fashion. You know na, my hubby and my parents don’t allow to wear exposing dresses. So I kept that in my suitcase.Me: That’s great..! So you have a great chance to show that you are hotAunty: How?Me: Wear that blouse and saree in different style.Aunty: Oh no madduMe: Yeaaaa.. I want your.