A black one. And were those fishnet stockings she was wearing on her legs? That was so unlike her. She remained silent, and oddly, she did not seem an...ry or sad. She slowly walked up to him. "Honey-" Jake started, but she shushed him. "It's okay," she said. "I totally get it." And she smiled a lusty, almost wicked smile. What? Jake thought. She walked closer up to him, "I know what you want." Jake opened his mouth to speak again, but she rose a hand and pressed two fingers to his lips, no. So off we went. OH MY GOD! Was I ever caught off-guard. Linda was all over me like syrup over hot pancakes. Not in an overt/obvious way mind you, but I could feel the heat if you know what I mean. It was a fast dance, but she would swing in close, touching me briefly, making eye contact, and the message contained in her gaze was unmistakable. At first I was confused by it all, the feel of her brushing against me, the smell of her perfume, the wispy softness of her long hair as she. Growing up in a lower class borough brought hardships that someone your age shouldn't have had to deal with such as working part time jobs in the afternoons and evenings, having to take care of the house while your parents were out working or drinking (usually drinking), and trying to feed yourself. You had little, if any, time for studying for your high school exams and standardized tests. As such, It was no surprise that all of the local colleges had turned down your applications. It wasn't. I told her that I always liked her.Then I kissed on her neck, chest and slowly approached her deep cleavage. By this time, I had completely removed her saree, so she was only on petticoat and blouse. She was fully aroused, and her boobs had become stiff and nipples hard. I kissed both of her bobs from outside blouse, pressed them hard. Then I kissed her hard on her soft belly, licked it, and inserted my tongue in her deep navel, circled it in and suck her navel hard.She moaned loudly aaaahhh..