Now coming to our first encounter i got an opportunity from one of mumbais big jewellary store to do a photo shot for their brand. I tried many people...and different ideas but was not able to find the rite person. I was completely pissed off and was frustrated and was alone in my room watching tv. Then came my little sis and told that she has got a beautiful idea but was afraid to tell me thinking that i would not accept to wat she told. After i gave her the assurance she told me to have a nude. I was wearing a modest skirt and blouse. I felt like a refugee from a tent revival.I got off the bus at the main plaza and searched out my hotel, hauling my suitcase (this was before roller bags became common) down a rabbit warren of narrow, cobbled streets and up steep, stair-stepped walkways. Fortunately, the town was small and after asking directions a couple of times I found the hotel. It was old and inconspicuous, three stories, of whitewashed native stone with blue shutters. A marvelous. As we sat over the couch, she went direct forward to my tits, pulling one of my tits out of my T-shirt, started sucking on my already rock hard nipple, during her sucking sessions, she giggled saying “pantie less and braless too?”By then I had already placed a few kisses and sucks over her cute, sexy smaller titties with big, hard nipples, I nodded with a smile saying “you are braless too, but you are wearing panties”She smiled saying “I had to wear panties, this dress is so short and loose, I. .. sonny?"The man in the doorway grew serious."It isn't candy that I am looking for Agatha..." Began the man.The crone was astonished yet once more from his mere knowledge of her true name. It was a name that she'd not heard in many a decade. How much more did he know?The answer was shortly forthcoming."I came for one of your spells or potions... witch."His delay of speech emphasized his conclusion of the nature of the crone's existence.She started to object, but he halted her prepared denial.