My fingers are still gripped into your hair as I grind my pussy on your face. My breathing slows down and you pull your face away. "I hope you don't t...ink your done, you still have a lot of work to do." I tell you to lay down on your back on the floor, I then lower myself on to your face. Lick it. I know how much you want it. You bring your hand up and put two fingers into me, god this feels so good. You lick my pussy like a good little toy, I'm moaning and covering your face in my cum. I. I order some vada pau(indian burger) n sweet corn. We ate this things n were talking. Now we said the camera man to click our photo. As we were in water i still didnt removed my hands from her navel. We clicked our photo n than got up to in to have some lunch. As we stood up my manhood was in his full mood of enjoyment. N it could be clearly seen over my pants. They both laugh. Now i caught their hands n started to walk near. As we reach the car. There was cold breeze blowing. So we were. The business is so good I can take some time off and tell hubby that I'm taking a work trip to New York for two weeks. As I'm gathering up my bags at the airport I see Pam she looks well not good seems she just got released about a week ago and having trouble finding a job so she's on the streets. Feeling somewhat sorry for her I take her to my hotel room telling her I'm here for two weeks and she can stay too. She thanks me over and over and we talk about things after a while I ask about. Sometimes her boobs used to strain through her kameez and they used to appear so lovely from the side. Nice round mounds heaving up and down as she breathed. The roundness trying to burst through the little cloth, which tried to contain it. I always wondered her size. I guessed a 30c maybe. Or maybe not! If only I could just put my hand in there and ease her discomfort and take those lovely melons out for some fresh air. I wish! I had heard she was a divorced lady. Apparently her husband had.