He let his hands slide down her body to cup her breasts. She tensed as he caressed them through the fabric of her shirt, gasping softly when he squeez...d a sensitive nipple. He ran his hands up and down her slender flanks, again brushing the swells of her breast, his thumbs teasing her now jutting nipples. She was wearing one of those lace bras which allow the nipple to stand firm on arousal. He stepped back to admire the sensual sight of her erect nipples urgently at attention, pushing the soft. A heat, rushing through their veins, spreading across their skin, tingling as it teased lines over and under, in and out. Her back arched wildly, and she screamed a long lazy moan then yelped out several quick insistent gasps. Wow, she thought, mother always told me to wait till I found someone I could share this with. Someone who would understand and not be afraid when it was happening. Someone who’d be gentle and let me….. What a strange thing to think about my mother while I’m here with my. ”She breathed a sigh of relief, it was him and not a stranger. “Not too long Mister.” She replied.“Did you have any trouble?” he asked.“No Mister, no trouble.” she said meekly.“Good. I think I have everything we’ll need; OK stand up. We’ll get into the tent now for some of that live action you’ve been so desperate for.”She got shakily to her feet, he placed a hand on her arm to help her. She felt a duffel bag or backpack bump her leg as she turned.He let go her arm and she heard the sound of. Buddhe ne meri shirt ke sare botton khol diye. Aur mere shirt ke dono hisso ko idhar udhar kar diya jisse meri bra bahar aa gayi. Meri pith buddhe ke ke cest ko touch kar rahi thi. Aur main apna sir dewar se tika kar so rahi thi. Buddhe ne meri chadar hata di. Ab meri bra me dabe boobs saaf nazar aa rahe the. Main thoda sa hili to buddhe ne apna haath hata liya. Main thodi khuli aakhon se buddhe ki harkato ko dekh rahi thi. Main ne gour kiya ki ek 30-35 saal ka aadmi hamare paas niche farsh par.