Leaving Mary sat silently thinking that she had blown it big time, messed this all up that her sister was mad with her and had gone to cool off, her h...ving a fair temper at times, and perhaps not knowing what to say. Five long minutes passed, minutes of self-doubt, minutes of sadness, and expecting her sister to return and throw her from the place if not physically, verbally disowning her in disgust. She waited unmoving then the door opened, and there stood her sister, not as she expected,. . can ... can we go somewhere else to discuss this?" No, you fucking can't Mrs. Stephenson. You are trying to make a deal with me. If your husband is to benefit from this; from what you may do, he needs to know. He cannot skate through life free of all injuries or sickness and accuse you of being a whore. How about it Mr. Stephenson? Are you going to permit your beautiful wife to whore herself out for your benefit?"Jon had caught on, but did not want to be in the middle of it. He would have. I gently eased her back onto the bed,pulled up her dress and traced my way up both thighs with my tongue. As my tongue reached her panties I could smell her sweetness and easing my tongue under the edge of the panties introduced my tongue to her sweet,sweet pussy. She was murmuring and sighing. I eased her up off the bed and slid her sexy Lacey powder blue panties down over her thighs and removed them.I got onto the bed and we went into some lovely deep french kissing as I traced her clit and. Guru-ji: Beti, be comfortable here. Can I call you by name? Me: Certainly Guru-ji. I was feeling a bit uncomfortable in front of five males, as I was the only woman there. They were all looking at me. I was wearing a light colored cotton sari with matching blouse. Though my breasts were erect as usual through my blouse and sari pallu, I noticed none were looking at that as most males do when they first meet me. Finally looking at Guru-ji's calm eyes and listening to his soothing voice, I was.