We started kissing, I stuck my tongue in her mouth andshe did the same to me, and I just started ripping herclothes off, when I ripped off her shirt, ...he didn’t havea bra on and I noticed her nipples were hard as rock. I started to suck on her large tits and I could hearfaint moans coming from her, I pulled down her skirt, andher black thong and I noticed she had a little more hairon her pussy than last time I ate that wonderful feast.With one hand on her left breast, I took my other. Lubna came to stay at our house to help her sister. I moved into the guest room and Sana and Lubna shared our bed. I can’t recall the number of times I was jacking off each day in the privacy of the guest room, to make matters worse Sana was not able to satisfy my need to fuck at least 4 times a week. Even more now that she was away from her parents house, gone were the shalwar Kameez and maddening duppata, instead she wore figure hugging jeans and T-Shirts at home. She rarely left the house. " To his credit the Brit didn't need any further explanation.We stayed there for a couple of more beers and some talk about motorcycles, then we went home. Saturday night was a repeat of Friday except I orgasmed while The Brit was in my backside. That was something new and weird, but I didn't tell him that.The next morning I left him faking sleep just as the previous day. I rode the bike till seven thirty then pulled into the drive. I parked the bike beside the garage. I got to watch The Brit. I’ll go look for her. Talk to Mia for a second. I’ll be right back,” I said before briskly walking to the backstage area. I started looking inside the doors. Most of which were empty except a few.“Oh! Don’t you know how to knock?"“Sorry, Gigi, sorry. Do you know where Becky is?" I said.Gigi turned around. She was topless. Gigi suffered from a case of voyeurism. Gigi had dance training as well. Nonetheless, Gigi had a gorgeous face, had a hell of a body, and made men go crazy.“Nope," she said.