Did you find the keys?" No, like I said, they are locked in my desk drawer in the office. Do you think that with my help you could just cut the lock a...d not destroy the CB? I do have a plastic tag to replace the lock while you're on your trip." Well, let's see. Come into the garage with me. I got a couple of bold cutters. One is pretty big with a nice lever action. I should cut the lock."With Clarissa's help we were able to just cut the lock and not have to destroy the CB."Why don't you keep. Flowing my fingers across her cleavage and fingering inside her blouse, I showed no shyness. With every pressing, I turned more and more aggressive and she felt more and more enjoyment. We forgot about the third traveller and the rikshawalla and just had our own private fun in the rickshaw.Meanwhile, she slowly rubbed her elbows passing through my thighs to come and stop at my crotch. Of course she wanted to feel it. My super-erect penis showed her the way. As she felt my dick erect in my. Kate was so much younger than I, so girl-like, and we barely knew each other. We had to find a way to each other in the almost total darkness and silence of our surrounding solely by touch. I freed myself from our initial, almost panicky embrace to begin a fingertips-only, caressing exploration.It was like a blind man’s reading of her face, her hair, throat and neck. Then I bent over her to make my lips follow, with the lightest touch, what my fingers had traced. Every time they passed over her. One night after Jim had gone to work, Josie and I got to talking some about how dull and unfulfilled our marriages were, and somehow the topic of a good back and shoulder rub came up. I offered to give her a shoulder rub and she accepted. She gave me one in return.When I was getting ready to leave the next morning, Josie and I hugged with a long embrace. The kiss that accompanied the hug was sweet and tender between two friends, but it became more passionate as we stood in the middle of her.