It was one morning, while I was in one of the back rooms sorting through prayer mats, when she turned up again. The old heavy wooden door opened and t...ere she was, in a flowery summer skirt and matching chemise, curves bulging, unhidden by her flowing garments. I noticed she was wearing larger earrings than before. Her lips were redder, more lurid than ever before. She wore white heels which clicked loudly as she walked and shinny nylons that shimmered in the sunlight. Standing with the sun. Becoming more adventurous sometimes I would stand at her bedside leaning over pretending I was kissing her. The first time I actually made contact with her lips, was accidental, while leaning over pretending to kiss her, slightly lost my balance and our lips lightly touched. Backing off immediately I froze expecting some reaction. Subconsciously she must have felt my touch because her lips moved in a sort of puckering fashion, but fortunately she didn't wake up. When the opportunity arose, I. . I laid her force fully on her boob and tightly suppressed her pots while kissing her lovely back.Her backside was more sexy then her front. I gradually sifted downwards towards her butts. They had grown red. I bit her butts. She moaned loudly. I turned her on the front side and started kissing her tummy. I was travelling her body like a vagabond and selecting parts artistically. Her tummy and waist were lovely. Her tummy was like a flat tv. Her continuous moaning was tremendous reflecting. She heard a car pull up to the house and peeked out the window to see Brett get out of his car and head toward the backyard pool. She knew it wouldn’t be long before Brett was going to see her nude and she was going to see his cock and Nick’s too. Lucy liked the idea that Brett was going to get hard just looking at her body. Still looking the mirror, Lucy peeled down her panty and pulled it off over her shoes. She smiled at the sight of her trimmed pussy, on which she spent nearly an hour the.