Unbuttoning my shirt, you run your hands up and down my chest, scratching gently with your finger nails across my nipples. With your knickers having r...ached halfway down your thighs, I stop, and move my right hand between your legs, and up to where your cunt is hidden from me slightly by your skirt. I can feel your warmth even before my fingers touch the velvety flesh of your lips. You gasp as my fingers start to explore the outside of your cunt, splaying your lips, feeling them slide beneath. .thodi der baad jab mai wapas aaya to uncle ussi room me jaha didi naha rahi thi bahite hue computer chala rahe the aur di ki kali chaddi bistar par rakhi thi mujhe ajjeb laga sayad di ne jaanbhuj kar apni panty bistar pe thod gayi thi aur i m sure ki uncle ne uss panty ka panchnama jaroor kiya hoga..ohh my slut Didi ke iss roop ne mujhe bhi masti me le aaya aur maine turant di ke bag se uski ekk used spare panty nikal ke apni garmi dusre bathroom me ja kar saant kar di..din ke khane ke baad. To drive the point home she told me she could be sent to prison if anyone were to find out which was enough for me to keep my mouth shut, there was no way I wanted my new lover to be locked up.After Mum was convinced I was not going to tell anyone about us, she gave me a big smile with her arms outstretched and started kissing me passionately. She Told me to lock the doors and come upstairs to my bedroom, but when I got there the bed had no sheets on it, I turned around to find her standing in. “I’m Jake Turner,” he said.He was going to address the man by his name but his tongue would not twist around the vowels. The muscular man laughed at his discomfort.“Iokepa Kekoa, Mr. Turner,” he said “but you can call me Kepa. I’m here from the Ritz-Carlton.”“I can only call you Kepa if you call me Jake, otherwise I’ll have to keep massacring your last name.”Kepa laughed good-naturedly.“Fair enough, Jake, let’s get your bags.”Loading their baggage was easy, as Melissa had told them to travel.