She always wore western clothes that revealed her perfect figure. And she had a lot of kinks, which you’ll find out later in the story. She had a pe...fect build, somewhere between skinny and chubby. And her nails were painted black. Let’s call her Priya (I use that name for all the girls in my stories) Priya is a divorced woman, honestly, I’m still surprised how she is still single, any man would be lucky to have her. I met her while travelling in a bus, the seat next to her was the only empty. " Cleo waved her hand to encompass the room."Sexual Camping for Adults?" I grinned."Ok." Cleo was grinning and shaking her head. "That works. And Billy?" Ugh! Billy!" I flopped over the bed dramatically.Cleo laughed. "That bad? Or that good?" Yes." I groaned. "He called me a fledgling!"Cleo laughed till tears came out of her eyes."Stop!" I tried and failed to scowl at her.Wiping tears from her eyes she asked, "Is that the night you went upstairs in a huff?"This time I did scowl at her, which. I traced the outline of them with my fingers then I slipped my fingers under the thin straps to feel the skin that they tried to cover. I even felt her tightly puckered asshole and she seemed to enjoy it. Then boldly I lowered my fingers until I was feeling the lower part of her already moist pussy lips. I felt pubic hair and I really liked that. Don’t get me wrong I like a pussy that is shaved bald too but I sort of expected a preacher’s daughter to have some natural pubic hair on her pussy. "It won't be easy to tell the truth, but he needs to know I don't think of him in that much of a romantic way." "I see." Dad said with some relief. "That some load off my mind. I'm glad we stopped by to talk to you before Sport came by." A doorbell rang and the parents looked at one another. "Is there another way out?" "Through the kitchen." Mary Sue said as she waited until they were out of sight before opening the door and letting Sport in. Lesley couldn't understand her new male emotions as.