Ididn't want to admit it to myself, let alone tell you. I kept thinking'What sort of a ditz falls in love with a guy because he makes coffeeone mornin... and thinks he was a woman for the day?' But I guess I am.I missed you all week long. I even bought that nightgown and sleptwith it laid out on the bed pretending you were here with me. So, noware you ready to head for the hills to get away from this wacko?"William laughed. Instead of answering he turned and kissed her for thefirst time. An hour. At first I just squeezed her breast out. While part of her sari covering the breast part of it exposed. When I saw she did not mind. I came near her and told her politely in her ears that if she mind giving the driver a hard on with our oral acts and she smiled and gave me permission to go ahead as she too was enjoying these little adventures. I unbuttoned her blouse and then her bra. I was cupping her tits firmly and softly. She was loving it. The windows of the back seat where we were sitting. “Well, perhaps not immediately,” Mimi said with a giggle, and grasped John Thomas who was ready for action. We fell to the carpeted floor, and like a well-oiled machines joined in the Flower in Bloom. Her shrieks of pleasure blotted out the hubbub and shouts of the people thronging the street outside. After a short respite, we recommenced with an energetic Janakurpara, followed by a slow and comfortable Piditaka.“We will first return to Shangri La, and then retrace our journey to Cochin and. Go grab a condom." Well needless to say a five minute quickie became an hour long fuck session with me on my back on Daddy Mike's kitchen table, my stocking covered legs up on his shoulders as his cock sawed in and out of my pussy hole."YES! YES! OH GOD MORE! FUCK ME!" Daddy Mike pounded my hole like a possessed man kissing my legs commenting how nice the heels made my legs look. This was the first time I had worn stockings and heels and it was sexy to say the least, it obviously made Daddy hot.