Then tasted her lips. Turned her back and kissed her back in between the blouse. Removed her pallu hugged her from the back… Grabbed her boobs with ...he blouse she was getting hot, I kissed her all over her back neck, ear lobes, she took her hand behind her and grabbed my cock which was pressing her back. She should have felt my erect cock pressing her back. She started removing my pants buckle to hold my cock…I removed her saree off. She was in blouse and petticoat, I kneeled and kissed her hip. But for some reason, it was on my grandfather’s list to see.While I said temporary, this had been in the family’s hands for over two hundred years. That made it different. So why hadn’t I heard about it before? It wasn’t as if there were no old properties held by the family. For the most part, they were homes much like my grandfather’s estate. Like wealth, the older, the more prestige.From this report, this property would make it the oldest of the family’s holdings. Yet no one had mentioned it. I felt as if I was experiencing one long, slow orgasm as I held his hips and began guiding him in and out of my mouth…Making him fuck my mouth; he finally released his grip on the back of my head and held it gently by my curly hair. I moaned again…Suddenly I began to feel his body shake my hands.I knew he was close to an orgasm. Instead of pulling him away, I found myself taking his cock in and out of my mouth even quicker. With a sense of urgency, now wanting him to explode inside me, I sucked. Glancing toward Zakat and Matatu just then, I saw that they must know something about what had just happened, or what I'd just done. They were both looking at me, not Shaeta, and the two of them had a kind of pleased but surprised look on their faces.After we'd finished eating, Shaeta had me up and on a tour of introductions, to women. Her best friend, Katia, was first. Katia had black hair, blue eyes, and her titties were every bit as big as Shaeta's, in fact the two of them were pretty much.