She started the car and we moved to home. She was driving and my hands wear on her thighs , I have lifted her saree up to the thighs and was scrolling...my hand over her beautiful. Wow she have a sexy thighs oh Love you did, I kissed at her chicks, she looked at me and said in anger raj please control your self I’m not able to concentrate on driving, I didn’t listened and placed kiss on her lips. She slped me and said raj control we are near to home.I squeezed her boobs and said ok didi as you. After paying at the front desk, I met her upstairs and we entered the room. After thorough review, she signed the temporary contract establishing the rules of engagement, changed into her outfit and walked over to the corner of the room. There lay my little red heart-shaped rug, and on the desk next to it awaited her collar and restraints. She knelt on the rug and closed her eyes in meditation while I patiently waited in a chair at the table by the door for her to find her sub-space.Several. Her skinwas very pale and free of blemishes and her tits were making my dick hard.We were both slightly drunk and toasted from the pot by this time. I broughtout the lingerie photos and she loved them, saying "I never thought I couldlook this sexy - you know I'm almost 60 years old." I was floored. I knewshe was an older woman, but maybe 40, never 60. I was 25.The Scotch loosened her inhibitions finally, because she suddenly said "I'vegot to get out of this bra - it's uncomfortable - do you. It was tempting not to bother bringing any clothes at all, because no one in the brochure pictures ever wore very many of them. But, of course, they needed clothes just to get to the Airport. Which was where they joined other people on the morning of their departure. Sharon was feeling slightly sick from lost sleep and the booze from their last celebratory night out. Tracey had already puked up noisily and messily before leaving home. Most of the other holiday-makers were men and women.