I broke my lips from hers and kissed her neck and bare shoulders. She closed her eyes, grasped my shoulders tightly and moaned. I hesitated at first, ...hen I found my courage and led my hand down her skirt. I touched her petticoats. What a feeling! So soft! And cool! My knees melted almost away!Rubbing the silk and organza against her tights my hand finally found its way. I loved the feeling of her firm tights in the sheer nylons. I worked my hand up her tights reaching some lace. She wore. The cabin was warm and snug.It was almost spring before our provisions were running low. I told Ula that another trip was needed and asked her which town she would like to see again."Alaric, I would like to go to Atalan. It fits what we enjoy. I want you to fuck my pussy while other men fuck my ass."I smiled. "Of course, I will want your ass, too."She turned away from me and bent at the waist spreading her legs and reaching back to spread her butt cheeks. "Always and at any time." I moved. I couldn’t be sure where I was, when. “Oh don’t worry. You’re back now. You got some work done too. Very good.”Her girl friend, same girl, was standing next to her and she was smiling ear to ear. I looked around at Frank and Carol, my business partner, Louie and said, “Hi?” They still seemed surprised but Carol held my arm and gave me a kiss. “I just saw you last night. What have you been up to?”The girl, student, said she had to go to classes but her friend scooted in next to me on my other. My biology teacher!She must be in her early 30s or so I presume. She has a nice curvy figure, which gets accentuated in a saree. A waist that isn’t protuberant, yet fullish in the true sense of the word, a creamy complexion with a lovely navel visible just above the string of her saree. The boobs, the most-often-looked-at body part of a lady, were a treat to our preying eyes! Boys used to discuss and get fascinated by them. They were drawn in all manners of obscenity on the boys’ toilet’s walls.