I immediately slowed down so I could follow her and it was an amazing sight as she opened and closed her legs swimming breast stroke. After a few leng...hs she readjusted her costume so that the wonderful hairy vision was now covered over. When we go on holiday I always take a small waterproof camera with me and I regretted that I had not put it in the pocket of my swimming shorts.The next morning I found the lady in the blue costume and her husband were in the pool and introduced themselves as. Fir ham kah dete hain ki bakwas mat karo kisi ne kuch nahin khaya h.Par hakikat ye hai ki dono yeh kaam kar chuke hain ek baar. Ye bahar gaye the kuch din aur jiju 3 din ke liye aaye the.Vo shaam ko bole ki aaj to drinks ka koi intjam nahin hai. Mene kaha ki hai. Maal ghar par hai. 3-4 botlen rakhi hain to vo bole ki maal to tum ho. Mene bola manjeet se kaam chalao.Ham charon saath drink kar lete aur sexy majak bhi aur mera dil bhi jiju ka lene ka karta tha. Vo ghar aaye toh mera halka sa mann. I did not want to stop. Her skin was soft and yielding, her tummy flat with none of the fat that was to develop later. I could feel stirrings in my loins and my cock started to harden. This would have been a very good time to stop. I didnt. I looked from her face to her middle. The dress had ridden up with the movement of my hand and her little pink panties were available to my view. I moved my hand down and slid my fingers under the waistband and continued to caress her little mons venus. How. The bulge in his pants began appearing again. His hands slowly gliding down the gas bomb, of course using the proper technique of rubbign them from up to down. The metal began to shine Hank could see his own refelction clear as day in it. A satisfied Hyup left his lips as he gave the bomb a few last rubs. He began rubbing it softer now, forgetting his work ethic his hands melding the cool metal, his thoughts fully engoressed on the insides of the tank that glorious liquid that turns into a gas.