" She beamed. "I am tired of painting. It is time for drinking." She slid back down to the floor, into his favourite kneeling position."Are you sure�...ohhhh," he moaned as Manjula lunged for his inner thighs. And then he could not think anymore, could not hold a coherent thought, as her tongue, her sweet, sensuous tongue, was caressing him. She pried his legs apart for a better access, and seductively licked his groin, sending ripples of pleasure through him.He was saying something now, he didn't. I couldn’t resist exploring all of her body with my hands. Starting with the back of her neck, down her back and around to her thighs. I wrapped my arms around her back and laid her back on bed, on my side. I ran my hands from the top of her neck down her chest to her now very erect nipples.I toyed with her nipples under and between my fingers. She raised her body in anticipation of my fingers squeezing them. She once again began to moan to the rhythm of my hands. I put myself on top of her my. Hanson thought of this that evening when he jerked off and blew his load in what seemed like seconds.He had to ask to meet her. She seemed nervous at the idea at first and explained she found it hard to get her kids babysat. She could only meet while they were at school. Hanson was fine with this, and after nearly two weeks of chatting, they set a date at a local cafe. 10am.She was about ten minutes late, but Hanson was pleased that she looked just as she did in her pictures and was dressed in. Chris turned to me as I stood up in the boat. I turned my back to him as I slowly pulled my shorts down off my butt and down my legs. I removed my shorts and tossed them into the bag I had with me. I bent over as I did. My swimsuit had gathered between my butt cheeks from sitting to long and when I bent over it went further up the crack of my ass.I could feel the wind blowing my pussy hair as I bent over. I looked back to Chris whose mouth was just hanging open as he stared at my ass. I reached.