Next, I wanted her to shoot with a shirt tied with a knot at midriff. Such shot are normal in sailing. We went through my collection. I was looking fo... a check shirt. There was only one that I was wearing. Shamina said she can wear that. I gave her my shirt. I was not wearing anything under. Shamina looked at my gym trim body and commented you could be a model as well. I laughed, “Looking for a partner? ” After the shoot, I needed some rest. Shamina offered to make tea. I was massaging my neck.. Let me describe the women am touching now, she must be in her middle 30`s , well shaped ass and a low top (Kurtha) which was hardly covering her thighs and ass as she was wearing leggings (Love the company who designed those thigh fitting leggings), her boobs wer BIG enough to show the cleavage of hers popping out from her not so deep neck must be 32D and her waist would be 30-32. She must be of 5’4 – 5’5 as I was almost reaching her hair, by the way am a lil short guy standing at only 5’4. Now. She would go through her lingerie, "which color do you thing for tonight"' referring to her stockings, suspenders and matching bikini panties. Place them in a bag and off we went to the motel getting there before James. On arrival Monica would finish herself off by putting on her lingerie minus a bra fixing her lovely hair and get under the bed covers waiting for the man who is going to fuck the shit out of her. James would ring, "5 minutes away, which unit you in"? He would come in all smiles,. "Time for supper, handsome," she said with a smile. "I offered to come and get you."I smiled back as her hand slipped between my legs and her fingers grasped my now-swelling cock."Did you bring me an appetizer?" I teased. "Maybe something wet and warm?"Her face lit up in a big smile as I licked my lips and slid down in the lounger until my knees were bent and my feet touched the deck. I pointed to my mouth and flicked my tongue at her."Have a seat," I offered.She jumped up and pulled the blue.