More dye sopped into her chest and down her stomach, making the whitepolka dots dark grey and discoloring her taut belly. As she leaned overto scrub h...r face and upper chest- water poured down her stomach and wasabsorbed into the waistband of her skirt. Her front felt sensitive andcold.After, she squeezed a blob of soap into her hands. She rubbed it onto thethin remainder of facepaint, and gelled it onto the markings on her softchest- lathering her upper chest and face. She noticed freckles. After accidently slipping my cock into her arse that brought a yelp and order to remove it I slip myself inside her pussy from behind, fucking her deep and hard, I crept my hands around to her chest and groped her amazing swinging titties that swung down naturally, I tweaked her nipples more so and bringing a hand back around to grab her hair and yank her head back as I bit and kissed her neck and ears whilst still playing with one of her beautiful natural breasts. After a while I was. I placed the cello between her legs and told her to hold the neck of the instrument with her left hand. She could see me looking at her thighs and between her legs but said nothing. I was getting turned on.I then stood behind her and as I move to place her hands on the strings I brushed across her breast, she was a voluptuous young woman and not wearing a bra, we both said nothing. Again as I put her hand on the bow I brushed against her other breast, again we both said nothing.Making herself. I could drink my tea, do a little reading and - hopefully - fall asleep.She opened her door and paused. "It's a wreck. Why don't you give me a moment to put a few 'lady things' out of sight and I'll tap on the adjoining door when it's presentable." Fine." It really didn't matter to me at that point.I went into my room and took the time to change from my dueling clothes to something more comfortable. I had packed an informal kimono for lounging. I opened my side of the adjoining door, picked up.