Betsy kept talking and smiling as if she was at the ice creamshop with a girlfriend and Claire’s hand kept movingup and up. In about a minute, Clair... had pushed the sun dressup to where I could see the front of Betsy’s little whitepanties as she sat there, talking, with her legs spreadand my neighbor tracing the outlines of her pussy throughthe fabric.They finally stopped talking but they were still looking rightat each other. Clearly this was not a new experience to eitherof them so there was. " "NO! I mean I'm fine Yuzu. Just fell asleep and had a bad dream, that's all." "Are you sure? I can check really quick, I mean its no big deal." "Yes I'm fine, don't worry. I guess that'll teach me to nap in the middle of the day," I laughed. “Well ok, I'll just go get back in the tub then,” she smiled as she left and closed the door. I breathed in a sigh of relief and threw my head back into my pillow, that was a close one. If I'm not more careful I could cause some real trouble for all of. I made sure to hold up my empty hands as I stepped outside to talk to the cops. They didn't believe me, at first, but they came around when the hostages began filing out with their beer and pretzels. Komodo propped all the doors open to let the odor of shit escape the bank lobby and to let the cops in to arrest the bandits.The team filed out front to let the TV people get good shots of us in our uniforms. We had passed out figurines to the hostages as they had filed out the door, and, as. She was 5feet 3 inches tall dark complextion but with a sexy figure with medium sized but ripe fruits. She used to work in our house for a long time and i had an eye on her beautiful assets.i always dreamed how to fuck her and how to approach.generally when she used to sweep the floor i want to peep inside har salwar and quite often i get glance of her breasts.when she washed clothes or draw water from well i used to stand back her and press her ass or touch her ass with my penis.quite often.