We were chatting on WhatsApp and were excited about the night. At 9.30 pm, she came to my room. I locked the door from inside and hugged her tightly a...d kissed her. We lip locked for a couple of minutes and then sat on the sofa. We knew we had all the night and so decided to do the things slowly and enjoy every moment of it.Rashmi told me that she had a liking for me from the beginning. I too confessed my liking for her. She was happy to know about that. She was wearing shorts again and a black. "Well I guess I forgot something. Looks like you need some panties,unless you want to flash everyone."Blushing I was too embarrassed to reply, which brought more laughter.She reached into one last shopping bag and help up a sheer pair ofpanties. They were cut high up the sides while the back was onlyslightly wider than a thong. The front looked like a tuxedo shirt, withwhite lace and black button trim. The rear had a floppy white lace bowwider than the panty that draped down across my. His thinning hair was nearly all grey, and matched the thick moustache on his upper lip. Though he had the expanding waistline of a maturing man, he still appeared to be in excellent health, and had very wide shoulders that denoted a powerful presence. He moved with utter confidence, and it wasn't until the door of the limo closed behind him that he even seemed to be aware of my presence. I smiled at him genially, as his eyes gazed up and down my body, without saying a word. After taking me in. "Would you take 'em out?" Huh?" You know, your tits." Well, jeez --" Just slip 'em up over the top of your bra." Well, I suppose, but that's all."Nancy pulled out her titties and set them up like juicy mangos on top of her bra, her big round teen tits jutting proudly, her nipples erect."Oh, honey!" the man panted, then flicked off several shots. "Why don't you turn around and do that squatting pose?" Like this?" Nancy asked, turning, bending over, setting her feet apart, rolling her ass,.