His hand was surprisingly soft and tender. Hi left hand was resting at the area where I had tucked my sari into my petticoat at my waist for a long ti...e. I didn’t pay particular attention to it as his right hand which was caressing my back had circled in front by my right side, pushed my pallu deftly, rested on my bare belly ,moments later discovered my deep navel and was fingering it. My excitement was certainly building up and I was holding the railing tighter. I completely failed to realize. I listened to Mary breathe for a while, trying to fall back to sleep.My mind drifted back to earlier that evening.Mary had been in a very affectionate mood. It started with her stealing quick kisses when she noticed Deanna's attention had turned away. I am still treading lightly in front of her roommate and Mary took full advantage. As the evening went on, she got bolder. Her hands would 'accidentally' find their way to my boobs then squeeze me and linger until Deanna looked like she might. ” “That’s better, and I suppose it will have to do,” you say smugly as you take my shirt off. I laugh, as I pinch your arm, because I know you are right. You quickly shed your shirt and drop it onto the floor behind you.I sigh contentedly, as I run my delicate fingers over your strong chest. You skillfully reach behind me and unhook my pink satin bra. Your hands come back around and cup my large breasts, teasing the nipples with your wandering fingers. My breasts overflow your large hands, as I. With that, she straddled me on the sofa, placed her hands under my chin, leaned forward and kissed me. One smacker straight on the lips, then another, a little slower, then her lips gently opened and we kissed deeply, passionately. Our tongues danced together in each others' mouths as if they'd done so hundreds of times before. Her soft mouth like silk, her gasps and sighs gentle yet intense. She shifted a little on me, adjusted her long skirt, and pushed her crotch down to meet the.