She longed for contact.Their mouths, first. Their tongues intermingling in the heat of the day as they stood on the brink of the pool. She could smell...his lust for her. She could feel him raging to invade. Now his mouth worked down her throat, stubbles chin lightly brushing the tops of her breasts. Kissing slowly downward until he was pulling at her bikini top with his lower lip. Then the top had slipped and his firm teeth were ever so gently on the sensitive tit.She purred.“Sit,” he told. Rajesh bangalore gaya hua tha aur uncle ji ke brother ki family jo bombay me rehti thi unka accident ho gaya to uncle aur aunty bombay chale gaye jaate samay uncle ne mujhe ghar ka dhyan rakhne ko keha main man me hi swati ki Nabhi chusne ka plan banane laga us din shaam ko ghar aaya toh first loor pe doorbell bajyi maine. Swati ne darwaja khola wahi dark suit kuchh bhi dikhayi nhi de reha tha maine puchha bhabhi koi kaam to nhi hai wo bolo nhi aap andar aa jaao maine kaha nhi main upar ja reha. "Thanks."She sat down uncertainty beside him. He put his arm around her. She sighed. She started stroking his thighs. They were so thick.He said, "And is the dress and make-up new too?She felt her hair self-consciously. "Yes, do you like it?"He said, "You didn't put that stuff on just for me, did you?" No! Of course not! Well, yes. Don't you like it?He said, "It's all right. But that's not the way I want you to look. It doesn't turn me on. At all." He sipped his drink confidently.She stood up,. They were up their old tricks again - now they were flying drones over the Strait of Hormuz. They were entitled to by a mutually agreed treaty that gave them air space rights that in places went to the center of the waterway.They were testing the response to excursions over the lines. It was normal intelligence gathering - the cat and mouse that powers played against potential adversaries.The Soviets and Chinese were experts at it. They routinely flew such flights against our Alaskan airspace..