That explains the name, Melissa thought and looked around to try and locate an opening in the mass of green. All she saw was white and lilac blooms. ...er suspicion was confirmed when Alex and Dimi started to walk around the lilac's; the opening were on the other side. They followed a footpath around the large bush and soon they found an opening. The house seemed as small and unpretentious as the bushes and trees surrounding it were large and impressive. It was a gray building and it was dark. Nipples are hard from the water being splashed on us.The day of sunshine has turned to evening. A large bonfire is crackling and everyone is singing and drinking by the fire. A light breeze makes the smoke get into my eyes. I get up and walk away to get some of the cool breeze on my skin. I walk down to the river to enjoy the full moon and the peacefulness. Just listening to the sound of the river flow by, is making me want a hot summer night swim. I take my clothes off and walk into the. ”, was all she could say. I was kneading her boobs and playing with her nipples when one hand of mine went down between her thighs over the panty. I was right she was already tremendously dripping with her womanly juice. I carefully slid my palm into her panty and felt her clean-shaven pussy. The wetness was far beyond my comprehension. As I played with her pussy the wet squishy sounds were so loud. It was as if her pussy was continuously leaking with her juice.We then slowly made our way to. I walked Adam to the architecture building, and he thanked me with a deep bow that surprised me. When he offered me his hand to shake, I hesitated. As a pious, hijab-wearing Muslim sister, I am not supposed to shake hands with men. Yet when I looked into Adam Picard’s kind eyes, I could not refuse him. Going against centuries of Islamic tradition and a lifetime of indoctrination, I shook his hand, and wished him a good day. I stood there, watching as he walked into the building. The brother had.