It was Friday, the end of my first week, and we were walking home together. I asked her what she was doing on the weekend. She was training ice skatin.... Suddenly she got excited as though the idea had just come to her: would I like to come ice skating with her? I said I couldn’t skate. She said it was ok, she’d teach me. And so, my heart skipping, we arranged to meet the next day after lunch at the rink.We met by the entrance. With the recent success in the Olympics, ice skating was in the. I don’t mean she was perky or upbeat. She threw herself into things with unreserved gusto. ‘Oh, my God. Jeff is so lucky.’ It made me look at the flip side of my thought about his family. If I were not the reason he was so lucky, he would still have been so lucky because of his family. I smiled. ‘Yes, he is.’ Soon the hors d’oeuvres and cocktails ended and the wait staff was directing people to the dining room. I saw Jeff start to follow them. ‘Jeff. Hold on. You can’t go in there.’ His look. And then asked sarita to lie down and spread her both legs for me to get easy excess to her pussy , I sat in between her wide open legs, I could see her all wet pussy with her hairs also got wet and stuck to her skin then my older sister came and parted saritas pussy lips for me to see and showed me her pussy and started telling me which part what it is , then she showed me a small protruding pint at d top of her puss and told that it’s a clit and most sensitive part in female body, and rubbed. Anna grinned, I looked at her and smiled. ‘What?’ ‘God you’re gorgeous Anna!’ ‘Thanks, not so bad yourself.’ ‘Shall I shower first?’ ‘Yes please, then I can enjoy this lovely cup of tea.’ ‘What about me?’ ‘You don’t mind it cold, I hate it.’ ‘Fair enough, we up for this walk then?’ ‘Of course, now hurry up and we can get started.’ ‘Slave driver,’ ‘You love it!’ ‘Actually, yes I do, I still think I’m dreaming.’ ‘Get in the shower!’ ‘Yes Mistress.’ ‘Out.’ I left her sitting in bed drinking her.