Summers are Seattle's hidden secret." They are pretty nice," Jack agreed.Abigail kept watching Allison. She could see the girl's mind working, but she...didn't say anything. The conversation died down, and Abigail went back to flipping through the magazine on the table in front of her."Don't you miss home?" Allison quietly asked.Analise took a second to respond. "Who, me? No, not really." You don't miss Mom?" Hmm ... no, not really." How can you say that? I mean, she's ... Mom. She took care of. She wriggled. 'It's warm in here, isn't it?' She drained her cup and set it down, then pulled the zipper of her robe down to the top of her breasts. As I rubbed the sides of her neck I could see the dark valley of her cleavage.'Olga, you're beginning to be a little bit forward. Do you mean it?' I felt her neck quiver.'Yes.' As I moved my hands from her neck to her chest and stroked the smooth skin lightly, she took a deep breath and pulled the zipper down to her navel. The robe slipped aside. Laura sucked in harshly at the electric jolt that started at her nipples and ended at her pussy. She was about to go over the edge when Rachel whispered in her ear, “Don’t you dare cum without my permission, slut. Do you have any toys, pet?” Laura was coming unglued. Had Rachel not snapped her out of it she would have released a torrent at the shock of having her nipples pinched so harshly. Instead she shakily replied, “I-In my nightstand, Mistress.” Rachel was not about to let her pet off this. I always thought her husband must be a damn lucky guy to get a woman like her and she was typical Indian women slightly plump with big boobs and ass She was fair in colour and wore always sarees and her blouse were old and thin and you could easily make out the bra inside her tight blouse and blouses were having deep cleavage as well as deep back and were tight fitting accentuating her boobs shape. The real story began few months later on one hot and humid day, when unexpected holiday was given.