Then she fled into the kitchen to fetch him a beer. Apologizing to the man and excusing myself for a second, I followed her in, since her nervousness ...as rather obvious. I could tell she was in turmoil, and was probably torn between a desire to be a gracious host and her desire to continue with our private games.In hurriedly whispered tones, I said to her, "we can take a little break, you know." And added, "but we should probably warn Lissa -- I doubt the girls heard the doorbell with that. He let me up and got out, I followed him to an office style building he must have worked at. The building was empty for the day and he led me to an office in the back, shutting and locking the door behind him. “Get the sweats off and get on your knees.” It was really the only other thing he had said to me so far, I kicked off my shoes and socks and pulled off the sweats before dropping to my knees. By then he had stripped and I could tell from his build he spent a lot of time in the gym. He. " Marcella trailed off as she gently grabbed Belinda's wrist and guided it down to her crotch."Uh-huh." Belinda closed her eyes as her fingertips slipped beneath the elastic band of her panties and disappeared inside."And you told me what to do. You told me how he liked it..." Belinda's hand began to move up and down underneath her damp white panties. "Yes." Then do you remember what happened?" Marcella lustfully panted.Belinda closed her eyes again. Her mind returned to that night eight. I was already high. We both slept and continued to kiss. She reached my shirt and pulled it up. Her hand and those nails on my back was making me to horny when she moved it all through back. I just kissed her harder. I moved my hand to remove her saree. She stopped. Finally she let me remove. Fuck. She was too sexy to be seen. In no time I just broke the hooks of her bra and started sucking her boobs. That soft nipples slowing turned hard.I loved that. She was just pushing my head down. I.