She took both of my hands and placed them on her breasts. As I started caressing her breasts her breath got harder again. The more harder she breathed...the more harder I caressed them. With my fingers I did the same thing what I used to do with my mom when I played with her nipples. I squeezed her nipples and she squeeled in pleasure. I could feel a wet patch in my abdomen which was beneath her vagina. She lifted her vagina and she slowly moved her butt, as I caught her breasts and squeezed them. " OK, but my right hand is getting tired. I loved fucking you." Thanks, I'll be in touch."-----------------The next day I saw Bill when I left the café. He invited me to sit in the lobby with him, and led off with, "I hear you talked to Molly."I asked him if what she said was true. "Yeah, but there are a couple of stipulations I insisted on. We're keeping our number of sexual partners small, and we hide nothing." It was good to hear that the manipulator wasn't dictating terms.I said, "I. Realising my precarious position on the ladder, Kirsty pulled me down off the ladder and ushered me quickly into her bedroom. She pulled my robe off and then pushed me onto the bed.Standing at the foot of the bed with a look of pure lust in her eyes Kirsty reached down to the hem of her dress and pulled it over her head in one movement. She was completely naked underneath, her breasts were perfect b cups, she had a flat stomach and a trimmed pussy. The sexy thong I had seen earlier was gone,. I told the family driver to take me to some good places nearby. My father-in-law sent a servant to look after me. The driver and servant were younger than me. The car left the locality and after few minutes they drove towards a lonely area. He stopped near the river. There was no home nearby, but the location was beautiful. There was fresh air. I was trying to click some pictures, and the wind blew my saree. My cleavage was exposed to them. I was wearing a sleeveless blouse. I suddenly realized.