Kim could see momentary resistance on Donna’s part, but then there was complete surrender as she melted into his embrace and kissed him with all of ...er power. Again, as with the Carlsons and the Christians, she could see the electricity and hear the bells. Finally the pair eased apart.“It’s been a long time, Donna,” the man said. “Too damned long!”Donna Douglas was slowly shaking her head while tears streamed from her eyes. “Why, Dan? How could you bear to kiss a slut like me? I’m a piece of. Being Indian and from a good family I told her I cannot be that familiar with her since she was my elder, but asked if I can call her Aunty which was how I would do in India. She smiled and said okay and then told me she would call me by my first name Raju. At bit about me now; I am from a good well off family, am 18 years old but still small for my age at 5ft 6inches, thinly built, tan colour hairless skin and thick black head of hair, my cock was still developing and was 3 inches long and. She settled, she moaned a little and I could smell her rising arousal. With a pat on her bum, I pushed myself up and repeated, without the lick, what I had done to her other foot. I rubbed lotion into the toes and insteps of both, touching her soles was not a good idea now. When I had moisturised the bottom of her legs, I slipped on a pair of frilly ankle socks. She visibly relaxed, wearing socks, for her, made her feel a little safer. For me, it had become a bit of a turn on. I had always had. In reality I was trying to get a better vantage point to see Michelle. At this point Michelle called out to me as said “Sorry to be a pain but I can’t lift these plant pots, would you mind giving me a hand”. I readily agreed a popped round to help. There we were lifting plant pots and moving flowers, whilst all the time I was sneaking looks at Michelle in her lovely bikini. Every time she bent over the small piece of fabric that was struggling to cover her bottom, would pull up between her.