I started talking, about what I don't remember, and soon we had moved to a couple of chairs and were chatting like old friends. We made small talk for...half an hour; then the smoke got a little thick for my preference, and I said, "What say we bail and go somewhere a little quieter? Maybe Starbucks... ?She smiled broadly, and said, "God, thanks. I was starting to suffocate." (This was the mid 90s, before no-smoking-anywhere laws began popping up.)We walked two blocks to the nearest beanery, and. Malini did that, although she was feeling a bit resisted. Julie was struggling to control her emotions and started massaging her shoulders. Then she went to her boobs and spent a good amount of time circling the nipples, kneading the boobs. She massaged the navel area softly. All this while Malini was getting tuned on. She was feeling some wetness in her love triangle. She escaped countless moans and Julie knew her magic was working. She began massaging her hips, her thighs, and her legs.. I thought back on the strange occurrence I had experienced the previous afternoon. I had gone into work early and had been able to complete a good portion of my assignments for the day. I had left mid-afternoon in order to catch some of the sunlight before it left for the day.I had wanted to cover some miles quickly, so I hopped on my bike. The temperature gauge read twenty degrees Fahrenheit and I knew that the wind was brisk. About one mile down the road, I had second thoughts about the. Anyway she came onto me, so I just played along, until one day we were alone in her house and talking when I suddenly just reached out and grabbed her big tits. I expected her to get pissed, but she didn't move, so I began to fondle them and she just began to moan. I enjoy power over a woman, so I just reached up her dress and slid her panties to one side. I began to rub her clit, then I slid a finger into her wet cunt.I don't think she had been getting it enough because she kinda collapsed.