After about two minutes of kissing he pulled away, revealing a string of her juices that had made it through her costume onto his shorts. He gave a gi...gle as the string broke. "Thanks for that." he said, about to turn to walk to the changing rooms. Her face showed how horrified she was at the thought that they weren't going to fuck. She tried to talk, but her words became jumbled. "No. please... i need the... crave it badly..." He looked confused. She dropped to her knees and pulled down his. Damn it! They cut off the electricity. Son of a bitch! He said angrily but soon spoke in a resigned tone: Well, oil lamp it is. He lit two lamps, a big one for the single room in the cabin, the one with a wardrobe, a nightstand and a bed and another one to the bathroom. Then he checked the attached room outside to be sure it was ok, then called me to show it to me. It was the only room made in brickwork in that chalet-like lodging and it had something like an improvised kitchen there. We will. She smiled at me as the shirt fell off my shoulders. She then proceeded to pull hers over her head. I reached back and un hooked mine pulling it off, revealing my already hard tits. Her lips found them almost immediately giving me a rush of pleasure. I took hers off and rubbed them. I thought they were perfect with out cloths covering them. The were just amazing with out. She reached down and unbuttoned my pants. I stood up and took them off along with my thong. My pussy was shaven and already. “Oooo Manasi darling…. “he muttered over his breath. He squeezed her boobs crudely for a long time making the most of the opportunity.After about 10 minutes of manipulation he removed the saree from her shoulders and that is when he saw her bra-like wear. “Wow Manasi,” he beamed, “you are dressed lovely, this is enough for you what is the saree for?” saying so he started to unwind her saree. In an instant Manasi stood before him in only the g-string bikini and he ogled at her lewdly. “This is.