Sister Loren gasped then as she felt my skin touch hers in the most intimate of places. She was not bad looking for being older, and something about ...he way she couldn't hold in her breath as I touched her let me know that she was sensual and young deep inside. I bent over and licked her exposed ear. "My sweet son," she said as I licked her ear hole a bit, nibbled her ear lobe, then I spoke in her ear, "sister, I want to treat you like the old filthy whore you really are in your sweet old. I asked about her BF. She got upset and said that he dumped her coz she didn’t wanna marry at that time coz her career was taking up then.We reached her home first.Smita- I loved your company all through the journey..its been a lovely evening..Me- Needless to say how I felt in company of such pretty & friendly lady!!Smita- BTW, I make better coffee than the one we had at the airport. (Wink)Me- I don’t mind!!We both entered her flat and made ourselves comfortable. She then went to make coffee..i. She had begun to remove her clothes, but I stopped her before anything was really revealed. I explained that she would not have to provide that kind of service; my hope was to help her family have a better future. She was skeptical until I told her of my parents’ death. That reminded her that I had been through a similar situation, so I explained the various options she had and how she would make money. Celka offered to share the room that she was in, which would ensure that the girls’ room was. I walked into the shop and requested to have my bra size measured. The assistant I spoke to motioned young woman over. She smiled and motioned me to come into a cubicle, while my husband sat on a chair a few yards away. The shop assistant asked me to remove my shirt. I felt a little conscious and crossed my arms. She sensed my nervousness and took my arms put them out to the side. 'Don't be shy.' She said. I started to relax. My hair was long, so she schooled it up, and push it over my shoulder.