Her long brown hair and flashing brown eyes, ready grin and playful attitude -- not to mention practically inexhaustible energy and daring that matche... mine -- made her as good as "one of the guys" in all kinds of adventures. At about 5'2" she was maybe a hundred pounds soaking wet; there wasn't an ounce of additional flesh on her petite but muscular frame -- except, as we grew (and I noticed!) for those two slowly emerging mounds on her chest. They weren't much more than the size of halved. Her shaven pussy was exposed to everyone as I spread the lips and slowly moved a finger up and down between them. A woman dancing next to us kissed Jay full on the mouth and I could feel her hand over mine, her fingers searching out the wetness between Jay’s legs. I held Jay’s pussy lips apart and I felt our new dance partner slip a finger into Jay’s wet, hot pussy. Her fingers were now as wet as mine with Jay’s love juices. After a few minutes our dancing partner stepped back and we watched. After putting together a small cooler of snacks and drinks, they got back in his car and headed out to the beach. Since Jane was so accessible, she spread her legs for him and he fingered her wet sex as they drove through the canyons toward the beach. Ken could tell she loved the teasing touch he employed, pushing her here and there, but never letting her get near orgasm. Often, when his fingers got too wet, he'd put them in her mouth for her to clean. They spoke very little until they finally. Whenever I travel in crowded bus or stand in a crowded area many would try to touch my body and when I walk many would be looking at my bouncy boobs and my flat tummy and my navel though the side views of the saree.I live with my Father in law he has a grocery store and would leave’s from the house in the morning. My husband’s friend Balu who was working with my Husband in Kuwait has returned only a day before. His house is next to ours and he came to my house, I was bathing while he knocked at.