She was a divorced lady and use to live independently in Bangalore. She insisted me to visit her in her hotel (Lemon Tree) in Hi-tech city.I felt the ...esperation in her and figured that she was hungry for a hookup. I was getting hard but had to pretend to be a gentleman. Soon the landing announcement was made. She asked me again to call her up before we departed in our respective cabs.It was a Sunday morning. I slept soon after coming from the airport. At around 4 pm, I thought of calling her. "Let's trade questions. You ask me something, and I'll answer it to the best of my ability, and then I'll do the same. Okay?" ... why?" You've been living here for weeks, Renee, and I hardly know anything about you."She glanced away. "I'm your synthetic. It's not like you need to know me." But I want to." He shrugged. "I won't force you to tell me stuff you don't want to. But I will tell you whatever you want, and I won't get mad." Anything, huh?" She pet the book in her lap, eyes distant.. About my mosi now.Her name is sarita and she us 33 years old with a sexy figure.She has big boobs and her back is the thing that I love the most in her.She always wears low cut blouse and always seducing me showing her cleavage and she only wears back less blouse and that is where she seems is the most attractive to me.She is milky white in color.Both our families live in chennai.After the first sex encounter with her I was looking fir another opportunity to fuck her.But we could not find. In fact, the nipple almost the whole breast. She then turned and faced me. Staring into my eyes she then slipped the other strap off letting her dress fall to the floor leaving nothing but her panties. At first I simply stared at her. She was so thin — skinny, virtually not breasts, clearly visible ribs, pencil-thin, soft delicate arms. Her thighs were the same size as my calves and had this wide, erotic gap between them. I could feel myself getting wet. We kissed again and I touched her all.