This – his arms round her at the cottage – felt like home, felt like the place she really wanted to be."I'm so happy you're here for four whole da...s," he said. "I've missed you since last weekend."She could not answer, but made a little noise of satisfaction, and another kiss. She had missed him, but now there was that shadow of uncertainty looming. It was unsettling and a source of mystification that she felt at home in her flat, and at home here also. But which was the more powerful home:. I was sitting in front of a guy in my light purple bra. Shyly i covered my boobs with both hands and got up from the sofa in search of bedroom. Kartik followed me but in mid way he pulled me into his arms and gave me a tight hug.His hands were playing on my back. then he kissed my shoulders, my arms and slowly reached my cleavage. Pressing my boobs and biting them from bra made me moan aaaahhaaaa. I was so engrossed that I dint realize when he unhooked my bra. He was all over them sucking,. I saw the girl opening her ass cheeks with her hands asking my wife to rub between her cheeks and put lotion on her asshole, I noticed that my wife was enjoying rubbing between the ass cheeks, I saw her inserting two fingers in the asshole, when she finished my wife said to the girl “how do you feel now?”The girl replied “I feel relaxed, no more pain, you gave me a nice massage, I felt so excited when you had your fingers in my asshole, it is great feeling, have you tried to have fingers in. " There was a pause and she looked away. "They're all so immature," she added softly. She looked-up sharply and our eyes met with a significance that made my blood rush again... except it was undecided as to the direction of flow and split 40/60 with most going down."Amber...," I croaked, unsure what I was going to say after that single word. She was 16. I was pretty sure that it’d be illegal to ask her out for a drink… but it’d be totally legal to have sex with her.A hotel room. Her discarded.