“A souvenir for a fun night,” he says as he leaves you lying in a mixture of your fluids.Your exhausted body quickly passes out as a small smile c...osses your lips not caring that your tent door is still wide open.*************You awaken the next morning to a stream of sunlight peeking through the flap of your tent warming your face. You can still feel him cum mixed with your juices between your legs. The smell of food hits you and your stomach lets out a low rumble as you begin to rise. The. Not some lacey thong, just plain cotton. Wow, just so ordinary made it so sexy. I started to get wet. She unsnapped her bra. Her breasts swayed wonderfully as she freed them. My panties were drenched.She sat at her dressing table combing her hair. Then face cream. She stood up. Then, she put her her hands inside the sides of her pants, her palms flat on her thighs. With her thumbs over the elastic waistband. she pushed them to her feet. It was just so erotic. And that lovely bush.She lay on the. The door was slightly ajar, so I tried to peek inside and then the worst thing that could have happened happened. I put too much pressure on the door and it swung open. There she was. Paula was lying there in her bed in a bright yellow spaghetti strap dress. She had once again decided not to wear a bra, and in this position one of her tits was spilling out the side of her dress, revealing one of her large nipples. Her dress was pulled up and left bunched around her stomach, so I had a very. My mother told me that one his relatives were not feeling well and she was going to Trichy this evening and shall be back on Sunday evening only. She further told me that she had discussed with Meena and she would provide me food etc. I dropped my mother at Bus stand and came back home by 5:30 in the evening. After few mts, there was a knock on the door and Meena was standing there like an angel having sky blue saree with matching blouse and she had shown most of her naval. She has invited me.