I kept on kissing her till her thighs and stopped and looked at her. She closed her eyes and put her hands on her boobs. She was moaning a little and ... could see the outline of her nipples through her saree. I then put my hands on her thighs and pressed them. She let out a loud moan. I pressed her thighs hard and squeezed them. They turned red. I knew it hurt her but she was enjoying it. I again kissed her thighs. I smelt something and noticed that her panty was wet!!! She was dripping!!!I. The opening is set off to one side and in normal use there is sufficient material to prevent it completely opening while walking or sitting. Her top was also wrap-around style; one piece crossing over the other, separating the breasts and the ties wrapped around the body and tied in a bow at the front. She wasn’t wearing a bra because her nice firm tits simply didn’t need it, even though it meant her nipples were beautifully obvious and a close look showed her dark areolas!Prior to the flight. ..''Just do as you're told,' she said, moving her crossed feet along mychest until they were pushing under my chin, and forcing my head back,and to the side. 'I don't want you to come until I'm ready for it.'Well, that was a bit of a dig about me doing that too often in recentmonths. I could hardly blame her for wanting to take more control, andwith her feet in my face, I couldn't even open my mouth to protest, so Iobediently opened my legs.'Wider,' she ordered, grasping my wrists in her hands.. I nearlypassed out.When Barbara and I had recovered from our orgasms, we turned ourattentions to Roger and his new feminine body. We unbuttoned his blackleather jacket. This morning, Barbara had dressed for this occasion.Roger had on a leather brassiere that had large holes in the cups sothat his nipples where accessible. Barbara sucked on the left one, whileI sucked on the right. Less than a minute later, both nipples were wetand standing at their full two inch length.I slid one hand up under.