She broke from the dark interior into the bright sun of the old widows walk. Her shape outlined in sunlight inside the thin dress. She turned slowly t...wards him as he stepped onto the landing. Her left hand resting gently on her thigh. He froze, caught by the image before him, unable to go further. A soft smile played over her lips as her hand gently moved across her thigh, pressing gently against her growing heat. Their eyes locked... riveted together as she slowly drew the hem line higher,. Therefore, all you need do is look inside yourself for the answer.’ ‘Isn’t that what I am doing right now?’ I asked a bit sarcastically. ‘Yes, but you need to go one step further… Picture him, and you will intuitively know how he is doing,’ the tortoise advised, and then vanished. I nodded, and closed my eyes. I hadn’t seen him in years, so picturing him was a bit tough. I briefly wondered again why I didn’t have any pictures of him. Just when I felt like I was getting a pretty good mental. Without listening to her answer, I went ahead and planted a kiss on her ear. She did not push me away which I took it as a green signal.I pulled her towards me and planted a kiss on her lips. She started responding to it and we smooched for 10-15 minutes. Then I started pressing her boobs over her dress.While still kissing, I carried her to my bedroom. I turned on the AC and put it at 26 C. I was pressing and playing with her boobs first. Then I slowly inserted my hand inside her chudidhar and. She was a sight to behold. But she was obviously still very, very horny and had not had an orgasm like the boys. "Sir, I am so, so sorry," she cried, tears welling up, "I could not stop them." "Leah, darling," I whispered, "I'm not sure that you wanted to stop them - and I'm not blaming you for anything, and I can really understand why they wanted you; you are so gorgeous and its very difficult for guys of any age to keep their hands off you." "Do you think I'm pretty?" she asked. "No", I said,.