Where we were staying was not a naturist resort but a family hotel with only a few of us going topless around the poolside. Lynne didn’t go topless ...nd in fact, she was quite shy. She was spending the week there with her mum and her four year old son. Lynne was a single mum, with short mousey brown hair, fairly rough complexion, quite petite with small tits and a tiny arse, which I was determined I was going to enjoy. We hit it off straight away but despite my subtle innuendo and more direct. "Why would they have broken up. Tommy is a pretty straight-shooting guy, and handsome too?" she thought."What happened? Or, don't you want to talk about it?" she inquired.Tommy continued to be quiet and was almost cursing at the game from time to time. "OK, well, we don't need to talk about it if you don't want. It's just that I care about you and I'm kinda surprised, that's all" she asked again.After letting the silence become heavy in the air, Tommy finally said, "Well, it's just that. “Can you take me to Calhoun’s Place,” I said.“Does that have a Zip Code?”“No, it’s halfway up the mountain.”“I’m sorry, we don’t take people up there.”“How about to the road at the bottom of the mountain so I can walk the rest of the way?”“Is there a specific address on that road to which you’d like to be conveyed?”“No.”“If you hold, I’ll ask around but it’s unlikely any of our drivers will be willing to take you without a specific destination address.”“Okay, I’ll hold.”That was the. The milk man needs no further signal, he hurriedly cupped my open boob by his strong rough hand. He adjusted the nipple between the thumb and fore finger and pushed that boob strongly a small stream of milk came out of my nipple. He continued to fondling with the boob very roughly. I was trying to resist him but did not mach the power of that middle aged filthy doodhwala. Moreover, he also pulled out my other boob out of my unbuttoned blouse and started sucking it. Meanwhile i observed with.