Her neck to ankle flannel nightie was sticking to her body but in a way that was not familiar as the sweaty hot nights that she was used too these las... weeks. At first the grandmother of five thought she had wet herself - cursing the tall cool glass of ice tea with Sam only a few hours earlier. But a strangely familiar tickle high inside her thighs caused her open her eyes in shock - the moisture sticking her thick nightie to her body was her own sexual juices.The old woman slowly sat up and. We hired a rickshaw asked the rickshaw puller to take us to a moderately good hotel. Meanwhile, I called my wife and told about the train accident and I was going to stay in a hotel but did tell Mithila was with me. After long search we found a hotel, which was not very standard one. Before entering the hotel I told Mithila, hotel manager would ask about our relations for the booking.She very easily said we would have to introduce as husband and wife. She justified her proposal telling that. Six months at home persuaded me that I couldn't. I accepted a contract to work in Thailand. The money was good, and my husband didn't complain much. He had grown accustomed to my absences – and the money I made. My daughter was now out of college and my son was a sophomore. Neither seemed to need me.My job was to manage a program to help Burmese refugees living in camps in upcountry Thailand. I rode a minibus up to the camps on Sunday afternoon and stayed and worked there from Monday until. “Oooh nice, do the guests know your little pussy is shaved?” she added as she put her hand between my legs. “That might come as a surprise,” Liu said with a mischievous grin. She licked her finger and rubbed my clit, as if she was making small circles on it. I loved how she touched me. Her touch was so gentle, so erotic. She had a way of making me melt and make me want to do anything for her. “Sit on the counter and let me take care of you,” she said in a sultry voice. Doing as she asked, I sat.