Burning soul."You gotta do more than fuck for it, Christabel."Belladonna," Christabel said with astonishment."You set this whole fucking thing up, did...'t you? You sent me off on a goosechase to Casanegra to make contact with these depraved motherfuckers. Supposedly in order to lead me to Florencita and Chivito—and the belt." No shit, Dick Tracy," Belladonna snickered."Then you fucked it around so that Chivito pulled a raid and—" Well, Christabel. After all the work I put into this caper. I must. Her rough peasant blouse held two large round breasts; under her skirt swayed broad hips. She wasn't fat, she was just filled out, well-upholstered. She was real. She caught him staring at him and she smiled. "It's okay," she said. "You can look, I know you haven't seen a woman like me in a long time."She squeezed some apple juice for him, working an old metal juicer by hand, and then lit a fire in the stove. She opened the ice box and he gasped at what she pulled out. It was... it must be the. Since she was sitting next to me on the bed, she started keeping her hand on top of my cock over my trousers which made me to go the heaven which I should say. I requested her not to play with my cock for a while till we have more time to play and I dont want things to get rushed up.She understood my plan and allowed me to play with her boobs. After few more minutes, I moved a little down and removed her saree completely and removed the inskirts knot which was really tight. Both fell down. Tucked into a cozy banquette, one I watched her tip the captain to get, we had a marvelous meal, with wine that tasted of ambrosia. Her conversation was light and charming, and with the absolute focus of her attention I felt nothing short of glamorous and beautiful I knew that people were watching us, maybe because of the gender blur we were in, but more probably because of the palpable heat that was coming off of us.I wanted her to touch me with every fiber of my being, but I didn't want to.