She was wearing nylons too, sheer ones and hardly visible even though her legs were on full display and just a few feet away from him. In his mind he ...aid to Margaret, what do you think? Is it decent to show off your legs like this? And Margaret would chuckle and say that he seemed to rather like them, especially because she was wearing nylons. His wife referring to his teenage crush on aunt Betsy and her stockings. He had once told her about it, maybe twenty years ago, but she still liked to. I got a room in the Government Tourist Home. It was just Ok and wewere talking for hours on bed. I did not touch her neither she. After a longtime I lied on her laps. She was caring my hair with her fingers. It washeaven. All of a sudden I smelt something. It was from her heaven. She waswearing a saree. Suddenly I lifted along with petticoat and I found thetriangle. It was not hairy and she might have shaved it a few days ago. I kissed her triangle and started to lick her pundai (cunt).She was. I took off my pants and climbed onto the bed with her. I started to play with her pussy, masturbating her, at times she'd try to twist her body away from me and other times, ...she liked it. Even though at times she liked it, she'd still scream with tears running from her eyes."Scream all you want" I said. "No one is going to fucking hear you!"I grabbed her by her hair and brought her to the window, "look, I'll yell with you... HELP!... SOMEONE PLEASE HELP!"As Sara yelled with me, she began to. "Shhh!" I said, without realizing why. "What are you doing out here?" Uh..." Savannah managed."Get in the car..." I said with a sigh."It's okay, Miss Reese, I can walk, it's not far." Get in the car," I repeated."I... I don't want to get into trouble." Then get into the car. Because if you don't Savannah, I'm going to call my husband, Officer Reese, and ask him how to deal with someone who is drunk in public."I tried helping her to the passenger door, but she seemed to have a good handle on.