Soon I removed her bra to reveal the most beautiful pair of boobs I had ever seen. I pushed her to the wall and pressed them both, this time with full...power. She raised her face with closed eyes and just ‘aah’-ed.My penis was now in its full glory struggling in my jockey which was brushing her pantie. No use, I thought and pulled down her pantie in one go. I looked at her crotch as she fakely tried to cover up her pussy. This Indian chick had a wonderful natural hairy pussy and it seemed she. Their was a kind of perverse enjoyment for me in the torment she inflicted and the sexual electricity she created as she continued to favour the area of my groin with the lightest of caresses without ever touching my monstrous erection. I watched for an anxious couple of seconds as she took her hands from my genital area, watched as she began her upward journey. Then I waited in hope as she inched her way up the inside of my right leg with the lightest touch of her tongue, felt the renewed feel. I may have been a nonagenarian, but I still knew about caller id and programmable ring tones. Granted, my experience was mostly second and third hand."Hi Kelli, what are you doing for the Fourth of July?" You're calling to ask for a date a month in advance? This isn't what I expected when you said you'd call later in the week," she said with 'tease' dripping from every syllable."No, I'll probably give you a call tomorrow afternoon to ask about the coming weekend, or next week, but in the. A topless waitress approached us wearing the smallest thong you had ever seen, and asked my husband if we wanted a drink. She took our order and turned around. Bending over with her legs slightly apart, she let us admire her cute arse and her pussy peeping out of the side of her thong.She then stood up and proceeded to get our drinks from the bar. She returned with our drinks five minutes later. We thanked her and she started to walk away. She then turned around and beckoned my husband to.