" Papa, let me talk to him. I haven't seen him since Saturday night." As I recall it was Sunday," Ollie corrected her. Quite right, I thought. It was ...unday morning when we had last seen each other."How's your eye?" I asked Huley."It's not her eye. It's her cheek," Ollie corrected me. Quite right, I thought. Two for two, Ollie is on a roll."It's better. Thank you for asking. Where were you? I waited all lunch hour in the cafeteria and I didn't see your car in the parking lot," Huley's voice. My eyes are wide with terror. No one had ever sucked on my tits, or even touched me. Danielle makes her hands down to my pussy. I am shocked to find myself getting wetter. Danielle rubs the outline of my clit. I am full of pubic hair and she snorts at it. "We'll have to do something about that, wont we." She then stick a finger up my pussy. I gasp. Slowly, in and out... Danielle finger fucks me. Oh how extraordinary it was for someone else to enter my pussy. Faster and faster, Danielle thrust. I couldn’t ignore the fact a potential stranger was in the building. For my neighbours’ security I had a duty to respond. Now I was being asked for my opinion on the brevity — or not — of hemlines. I was on the wrong foot, off-balance and struggling. The fact she was supremely good-looking and, in my opinion, superbly put together wasn’t helping much either. As eye-catching as that hemline was my immediate answer had to be yes, the skirt was too short for decency. It barely came down to the. I did not know her actual age but she clearly looked to be below 30. As she was washing the clothes her whole body was shaking, especially her humungous tits, which were partially visible, as the first button of the blouse was missing. Her saree was riding up little which showed more of her luscious thighs! I was breathing quite heavily as I stared at those lovely assets!I was dreaming about caressing Mahi’s boobs, pinching her nipples, eating her thighs and the delicious dessert that lay.