I was completely concentrating on the cleavenge so as soon as i heard he phone ring i got scared and poured the butter milk on her which felt all over...her breast. Oh fuck the saree got completely stuck with her breast. Immediately i said sorry and started to wipe it with a cloth. She removed her pallu and saw its completely with butter milk. She said to me “see my blouse is full of butter milk. Immdeiately i said ” no aunty i dont see butter milk then she asked the what you see. I said ” i see. Just as I got there, the bathroom door opened and she was standing there, completely nude, unashamed, with a towel wrapped around her head. "Would you have a toothbrush I could use?"Fortunately I did and told her so. I tried not to look as I squeezed by to rummage in the medicine cabinet. She didn't back up at all as my arm brushed the nipple of her left breast. When I turned around to hand her the toothbrush, I could see her that both of her nipples were standing out a little prouder than they. He offered his hand.‘Madam Wainwright. I’m Davut Osman from the ministry of the interior. I need to talk to yourself and Mr Betts.’Samantha shook his hand while wondering what it was all about. She called Ryan to come out on deck.‘Please sit down Mr Osman.’They both sat and waited for Ryan. When he burst out on deck he came to an abrupt halt on seeing Mr Osman. Osman got up and offered his hand.‘Are you a cop or something? Are we under arrest?’‘No, no, why would you think that? Have you broken. “I’m Veronik, we spoke on the phone” I said excitedly, and looked at her eyes smiling. “I brought everything for you to look at “ I stooped as I suddenly felt a warm chill down my spine, a physical oxymoron triggering a very vivid recollection in my mind of her naked body, wet lips and soft moans …could swear I remembered her taste . And at this moment , she looked so intriguingly erotic to me with her clothes on , with her jacket so buttoned up , her dark auburn hair against the .