The view was amazing. Her large melons were invitingI and I started sucking her nipples one after the other. She was running her hands on my head and ...ressing my head onto her boobs. After some time, I removed her saree completely and then removed her panties. She had a clean shaved pussy and juices were dripping out of it.I reached out to her pussy and started licking it. I made it a point to press her melons while sucking her cunt. She came in a few minutes and I drank all her pussy. She answered it. It was Silvio, checking that she was still okay with a nine o’clock massage. She was, she told him, and thought that he sounded very nice. She had no expectations, wasn’t contemplating anything other than a straight massage tonight. A very good massage, she was sure of that. But straight, for it was surely that sort of place. Ambrose hadn’t even twitched when she had called him earlier on somewhere on Planet Earth. She thought it was Paris but it could be Monaco by now. He was. He continued rubbing her foot. His cock was growing hard again, so, a few minutes later, he switched to massaging her other foot, and surreptitiously adjusted his cock through his pants to make himself more comfortable. The movement also had the added benefit of positioning his cock so that he was now gently rubbing it with the foot that he was massaging. Elle didn't appear to be bothered by it. This went on for a few more minutes, until he asked, "how's your knee tonight?"Elle had had knee. She put on a short skirt and a low-cut top that fell away from her chest very conveniently when she bent over the slightest bit. She wore a red satin thong but we decided to forego a bra all together. I couldn't wait and neither could she.We drove about 45 miles to a nearby city and went to a busy plaza with one of those coffee shop/bookstores that are so popular these days. It was moderately crowded which is just what we wanted. We had already decided to go in separately so we wouldn't spook.