She was 5' 7'', roughly 115 pounds, C breasts. She let my hands wonder. Under the powder blue sweater she wore that October evening, around the lime g...een bra, unsnapping it as I pass and fondling her breasts, playing with the bright pink nipples of a s*******n year old. We were spooning, myself in the place of the big spoon. A hand, my hand, slides down. It makes it's way past the belt line of her tight light blue jeans, slithering past the blue and green striped panties, I play with the peach. As I began to press her boobs, she made some sounds mmuuuaaahhhhmmmmaaahhhi had to smooch her again for stopping those sounds. She was wearing a chudidar with long low cut top. So it was easy to get my hands inside her dress. Suddenly she did the unexpected. She leaned on my thighs and unzipped my jeans and took my dick out. I was scared as what if someone sees us like this?? I checked upon the passengers. Everyone was fast asleep. On seeing my hard dick, she exclaimed. I then thoru valuthaa. " Carla says."You can't say that, Carla." Jill tells her, "You never know what opportunities might come your way. Everyone needs something to dream about. Never stop dreaming. Some dreams come true, you know."The conversation continues as everyone feels better and looser as they consume another glass of wine while they eat. By the time Jill serves the dessert, they're all laughing and giggling as the wine takes its toll.Under the table, Jill feels Rosy rubbing her feet against hers, smiling at. ‘I am sorry. I didn’t mean to …’ ‘You must be,’ said Lea and walked away. Ken looked at Lea’s retreating form and ran a frustrated hand through his hair. Damn him! Now, she was pissed off. Ken looked at the vast expanse of the starry sky and whispered, ‘I wish you were here, Dad …’ He didn’t understand what was wrong with him. Lea was his wife and she wasn’t the kind of girl who took decisions in a huff. He knew that there wasn’t anything going on between Lea and Michael but he couldn’t stop.