Almost holding my breath, I approach her, she doesn’t seem to be aware I’m there or is pretending, she doesn’t turn around.I walk slowly up behi...d her so the front of my suit trousers are just touching her arse.....she stiffens a little and her head lifts slightly but still she doesn’t turn around and I still have no idea who she is.Very slowly I drop to my knees behind her, manouvering her tight skirt up her thighs and revealing black lacy knickers also tightly stretched over her shapely arse.. Remembering your order, I slid one hand down to my crotch and the other up to my breasts, lying back as I started to finger and grope myself. "Do you want me to masturbate until I orgasm?" I casually asked, as if we were deciding what to watch while having dinner. I immediately wished I'd kept my mouth shut. "Yes," you replied. I looked up at you, searching your face for any sign that you were teasing, but you looked deadly serious. "Are you going to tie or. She decided to touch herself. Just as she was moving her hand inside her panty and poked at her clit the doorbell rang. Mumtaz took the veil and covered her head. Some parts of her were still orthodox.Women were not supposed to show their beauty to men in her religion, but she had already shown more than that to a stranger. Mumtaz opened the door to find a courier on the doorstep, rather a very large package. She took it to her bedroom and opened it.“Are you trying to make men jump on me?’. I'm not disappointed to see you, just surprised.How did you even get in here?Then I notice Fred walking beside you and it makes more sense. It's his job to escort the rare visitor we receive. I wonder what reason you could have given them to get in, but I guess I'll find out soon enough.Suddenly, it begins to dawn on me what you're wearing. I frown slightly. Those shorts reveal most of your delicious thighs and Fred can't keep his eyes to himself. I can't blame him, I mean, who could? But I've.