She had large, soft lips which moved in a refined manner when she talked. But I was sure that she was illiterate. I asked her if she had attended scho...l, and she said that for five to six years. She used to go to a school in the adjoining village. But when her mother died she had to stop education and do house-work. She went on talking and I kept on throwing glances at her nice lips. Soon, I was having a hard on. I imagined her lips kissing my cock, and then parting them to slowly take my lad. He started sucking and pressing and biting those beautiful pair of boobs. Now his hands went lower on her back and grabbed the pallu of sarree and started to remove the sareee he did and threw it on the floor. Now he had hands on buttocks and mouth on nipples he grabbed her on buttock cheeks and pulled she moaned now he vigoursly moved her palms on those back cheeks and now he started to get her red petticoat up along her skin slowly. First I saw my mom’s knees from back side her beautiful legs. We quickly discover more than some Mutual intrests and we have an equally curious and openminded view on things. we go for a drink and find a cosy corner and sit very close to each other so we can whisper when needed. i must admit, i whisper a lot, just to get your scent in my head and it turns me on. your eyes betraye the same feeling and my hand carresses yours, slightly going up you arm before gently going back down to rest on your legs. 'Let's find someplace more else where we are alone i. “Diana,” Morales began as he desperately glanced toward Jasmine, “I worry...”“ ... That things are different because you’re a prisoner,” Diana injected, “and Jeff is going to jump down your throat if your eyes happen to focus on our boobs a second or two too long? Is that what you meant?” she groused. Not giving him time to answer, she went on. “Well, he just did that to Jasmine, and neither I nor any of his other wives that are here thought anything about it other than to tease him for.