"I'll check the walls for secret doors."Kargh poked at a pile of broken tables and chairs to make sure nothing hid among them. He muttered a curse as ... shattered table fell, skipping back out of its way. A tattered hassock resisted his attempt to move it out of his way, and he gave it a closer look."Hey, this is a chest of some kind," he called. "I'll bust it open." Better not," Darrick warned, turning away from the section of wall he was examining. "See if Elm can open it, or Kletta."Kargh. She was fucking hot. So subtly I ran a hand up her leg, "accidentally" lifting up her dress a little. She noticed my hand but not the dress, so I did it again, slowly lifting her skirt up higher and higher. I think she was expecting this night because she was wearing a nice black pair of lace panties. I think by now she was on to me, but said nothing as I snaked a hand across her thigh, back and forth gently. Slowly the conversation died down as she concentrated a little more on what was going. We continued sucking for a while. “Rajaji I do not want to spoil this cum by drinking it. I want it more permanently in my pussy please don’t deny me,” Saying so I got up and slowly undid my saree and allowed it come loses. Rajaji turned me around and pushed me on the table. My breasts touched the cold glass on the table and I shivered. He parted my thighs and pulled my panties down. I took the ends to petticoat in my hands and held it bunched around my stomach. Rajaji held meat waist and put. How she pulled away from him just enough to let her bra fall to the ground. The heat of that early July evening causing them to sweat more than usual. His lips closing in on her nipples as they hardened involuntarily in his mouth, her salty skin responding to his touch. She may have been piss drunk on champagne and apple schnapps, but she remembered the way he looked up at her with those big green eyes. She remembered pretending to be asleep that night as he softly curled her hair around his.