She knew she was not supposed to touch, not until the right moment anyway, but when that moment came, she planned to be ready. It took very strong sel...-discipline not to throw herself on Earlene's fantastic naked body and fuck her savagely. She was that desirable, her smooth body gleaming, her entrapped breasts swelling and taut, her black nipples bursting.Now Earlene spread a towel under her ass and placed a tube of K-Y jelly on it next to her hip. "It gets a little messy," she explained to. I reached as high as I could on her thighs, held my hands next to her underwear, held my thumbs together, and boldly traced a line between her legs, over her mound. I was so nervous that I didn’t feel anything, or rather wasn’t aware of what I was supposed to feel. I was only thinking of her yelling at me for touching her there.She said nothing. She didn’t indicate that I had done something wrong, or even something different from what I was already doing. I figured may be she didn’t feel. Larissa was well known in these circles and people were rushing to greet her, and as usual she never bothered to introduce me to anyone. I was just her pet, her accessory. I didn’t mind it at first but now, after so many months, it had begun to feel humiliating.I kept myself busy looking at the Christmas tree, the biggest I had ever seen in my life. I tried not to think about how many woodland creatures had lost their homes when it had been cut. There was a smaller room, adjacent to the big. She was busy in preparing tea in mean time.I went to bathroom for freshen up and found her bra and panties lying in bathroom those were dry and thought to carry it with me and I kept in my pockets and went to have tea and greeted her that she has maintained her flat so good. She thanked me and I asked about her background she told that her husband is working in Software Company and he is many times busy in office and 6 months in a year he is Out of Country.She is now 36 and she didn’t have any.