When she came back she was looking damn hot in her shorts and tank top. She served the lunch then we started talking about her college life and my stu...ies and everything went normal that day.After 2 days when in the evening she didn’t call me for dinner until 9pm (she usually calls at around 7 30 ) I called at her landline number but no one picked up the phone then my mother’s call came that to go to anuskha’s home as she is not picking her parents call and to enquire if she is at home or not.. She would not smile back no matter how hard I tried. She was giving me mixed signals. Under all that clothing I noticed she was wearing a mangal sutra. I was surprised she looked too young to be married. She must have been 24-25 that’s young for a girl in London to get married. She was also wearing her office name tag today. Either she forgot to take it off or she must have something else on her mind.So this was day 2 in the evening and she was about to get down at her station. She stood up and. " I didn't realize it's a spectator sport." Les," she said sweetly, "I need to get up and wee." Oh, sure..." He swung his feet to the floor and then gave her a hand as she stood. Sitting on her bed he watched her walk toward her closet, regarding her firm buttocks and the backs of her shapely legs. She slipped into a short, lightweight robe that came to her knees and tied the belt."Be right back," she said and headed into the large, common room.Les regarded the clutter on the other side of the. "Oh, Jeff," I squeaked, "she's licking my cunt!" "I know, baby, it's so hot!" He kissed me again, and I fell into the sensation of tongues in my mouth and pussy as the same time, and I nearly swooned. One hand left Mona's head and held Jeff's shoulder, holding me up, and Jeff's hands were around my back as we kissed. I was hot, and nearly overwhelmed by passion, and felt my legs giving way. Jeff helped me to the bed, and I fell onto my back, eyes closed, my pussy aching for attention as Mona’s.