I went and stood behind her head and began to massage her chest. Each of my hands encircled her breasts and caressed them in a counterclockwise motion... I let my thumbs tweak her nipples as I massaged the soft yielding flesh of her breasts. I new then that my earlier supposition was wrong. These babies were all natural. There had been no help from a plastic surgeon.I moved back to the bed, kneeling by Francine’s side and began a gentle caressing of her stomach in a counterclockwise direction.. I suddenly felt very erotic. I was disheveled, half undressed, exposed. My dark wool skirt covered my legs demurely, and at the same time I was pantyless, legs spread wide, filled by the presence of his cock. My hair was still tightly braided and my glasses were starting to slide down my nose as we kissed. His hands were warm as they cupped my breasts, even as the last snowflake melted behind my ear.I felt the need to feel him moving in and out of me. I began to raise my self up and then lower. I was surprised that by that time we weren’t flat out d***k, but we weren’t. Just a bit buzzed, I guess you could say. We hadn’t turned on any lights, content to watch day turn to night. With the darkness came a feeling of being free of the world. ‘I wish I could do this every night,’ I said. ‘I just feel so peaceful here.’ ‘I know what you mean,’ she said. I heard the rustle of fabric as she rose from her chaise. I started to ask her if there was any wine left, but never had the chance. ‘I. I guided her to frier and said, “see Pooja, this is VEG and this is non-veg oil”.P: ok. I was wrong. Do you do home delivery?M: yes, we will do.P: can I get your number? she asked meM: I gave a pamphlet to her of my resto cafeP: how rude? you’re giving a pamphlet to your friend. Why can’t your friend order to you?M: Pooja, so you accepted me as your friend?P: yes da, she said.M: apo OK d. I just took her handbag and took her phone it was I-phone 7 and I took her thumb and placed it on finger.