I finish up tell him I'll be waiting in the room for him. Well I go in the room & im layin in bed nothing on waiting for this sexy guy come in & here ... am planning on letting him fuck me now he kept dropping hints of wanting too fuck me & I kept maken him work for it. He comes in & I say how about you drop that towel & get into bed he lays down I get between his legs start kissing him both of our cocks are touching he's touching my body all over I start too kiss him on his neck then his chest. ’ ‘Oh you poor guy. I suppose like me your stringy hair and wearing glasses doesn’t help either. Would you like to date me?’ ‘Well yes, that was the idea of inviting you to coffee. I was attempting to seize the moment but shyness seized me instead.’ ‘So an artful farter is responsible for getting you to this point?’ ‘Er yes. You have a direct way of expressing yourself Frankie. Is your real name Frances?’ ‘It was, but I have long since adopted Frankie and it’s the name on my passport, driver. Together we looked stunning, not bad for a couple of girls nearing 30.We quickly phone for a taxi and head into town to the clubs and bars, to start our night out.We bar hopped, going from one bar to the next, what we used to call a pub crawl in our uni days. No matter which pub we went to we had men trying to chat us up, we had drinks bought us by a lot of different guys and soon, we were starting to feel the effects of the drink. I hadn't had such a good time in ages at around 10pm we decided. As his car wasn’t out of the compound Raj pulled Swati near him and smooched her deep to show her the mood of him. It was an embarrassing moment for Swati as it was the early evening hours and infront of me and the visibility of the man if he would have again turned towards our gate. Raj pulled Swati’s back on his chest and began to lift her saree-peticoat to finger her in her dripping pussy above her thong panties. When Raj pulled the pallu down I was surprised to see Mom wasn’t wearing her.