I begin to undo the buttons on her shirt, and kisseach part of flesh as it is exposed to my touch. I kiss her all theway down to her bikini panties a... I undo the buttons, without openingher blouse to my view. I move my fingertips beneath the elastic ofher panties and gently brush her mound of hair, while pushing herlegs slightly apart with my other hand. I brush the palm of my handover the outside of her panties where I have spread her legs and canfeel that they are already slightly. Once we were across and in good defensive positions, Lt. Foster sent me back to chop the ferry loose after making sure it could not be used. The old barge was big enough to carry a stage and its team, but I had a sharp hatchet and was ready to do my assigned task.I had not bargained on the ferryman, especially since it turned out that she was a ferrywoman, and a fine and healthy one too. She stood, feet wide apart, the loose-fitting duck trousers tucked into her high boots, her breeches hard. She waited the three seconds before it actually began and started her video. She sat cross legged at the end of her bed and stroked her exposed legs. She worked her left hand over the leg on top, stroking up to the hem of the dress and down to as far as she could go without bending over. She stroked her right hand over her right thigh; she flicked her long straight blond hair out of the way to expose more of her cleavage. She continued stroking her legs, putting as much emphasis on them as she. Any ladies or girls who want to share some secret fantasies or want to have some fun together feel free to contact me at Everything will be private between us.This Incident happened when I was pursuing my B-com degree in Bangalore and my ex-GF was studying in VIT. We used to have phone sex and sexting once or twice in a week. As it was a long distance relationship it was really hard to meet her. One day we decided to meet in Vellore. I booked my tickets for the coming Saturday and I informed.