Arpita aunty was 42 years old divorced women with a 12 yr old girl. I was very close to her as she was very friendly to me when I was a kid. She was a...motherly figure for me till then. She was wearing a green chiffon sari; chiffon saris looked really good on her as she was very slim. That day since she was completely wet her clothes stuck to her body and I could see the entire shape of her body. Since I was really hot that day I was actually looking at her in a naughty way. I knew what I was. Panting harshly, Carter began to stroke his cock even faster than before, his passion and desire fueling the thrusting of his hand up and down his shaft in time with her accelerating fingers teasing her own core. Sapphire eyes belonging to the frenchman were smoldering with his lust and love, burning their gaze on the maid. ‘FUCK! Come here, my love…. Please.. I need you.’ This was not a demand, this was a plead. An askance of his love to come to him. In that moment, the lust had dissolved from. It turns out Frank wears women's clothes Dad so here I am."I was lost for words. I realised that there was no getting out of thisas Jenny and Frank helped me put down the clothes and put the corsetson each other.While this was going on Sharon led me to the bathroom and rubbed asmelly cream over my body and told me to have a shower. I got in theshower and felt quite cold as I dried myself off. When I finally gotthe soap out of my eyes I realised why I felt cold - I had somehow lostall of my. Since he was gentle not rude or rough helped me to ease up & cooperate with his uninvited advances.At the interval stage, I was willing to accept this as one of the unfortunate exploitative situations of life, putting myself more to blame & would have left the theatre at that stage. But–the stranger returned. I was a bit taken aback, but nevertheless relatively unperturbed. It was like – if he tried something more – “well, no big deal” anymore but if he did not, the movie was there. Either way.