Occasionally we had to resort to charades which invariably led to laughter and shy pointing to various body parts. I usually pretended to not understa...d her until she reached out and touched the part she was referring to. This was what initially led us to the ‘happy ending’ type of massage but that is another story all together.I reached back and yanked the towel off my ass, tossing it into the corner of the room.“I’m all yours,” I mumbled through the face yolk of the table.Where ever he was. She had 2 fingers deep in her pussy as she pumped them in and out vigorously. Her back arched. Her other hand pushed up her top exposing her boobs. She squeezed them pressing her erect nipples out as she looked directly at the watchman Babu.He was in his cabin, eyes fixed on Soni. She could see him touch his cock over his pants and she knew he would have to go jerk himself after this show.Her eyes closed as she drifted in the thought of his cock replacing her fingers and him sucking and. She leads him on a rhythmic dance, His thrusting hips must follow. She rides him faster, even then, To hear his wondrous sighs. She shows him all the delights She has between her womanly thighs. They stare into each other's eyes And gasp as ecstasy unreels, And tangles them in a lover's knot That every answer reveals. Sated, they lie side by side, Spent but hungering still. She touches him where their passion came And tastes their lovers spill. Their mouths meet in passionate need, Hungry. At the top of the stairs I stopped. I could hear the TV playingdownstairs. My thoughts were full of what might happen to me once I gotdown there. I had no doubts that Glenn would want me to do things andstill I wasn't sure if I could. He was sitting on the couch and smiled widely at me. I felt shy anddidn't join him on the couch, instead taking a seat on the leatherlounge chair. The mood was definitely Glenn as the grown-up, me as hislittle one. He wore nice pants and a dress shirt. It was.