She used to expose her cleavage generously and also the upper curves of her breasts, whether she was in her sari-blouse, in her salwar suit, or even i... her nighty. While she used to be in my room, she intentionally and cleverly let the pallu of her sari or her chunni fall down from her shoulder and remained on her fore arms that gave me a glimpse of the exposed breasts and also the idea of their roundness, shape and size. I always wished her to come frequently to my room and remain there as. I removed her pink top and saw her C-sized boobs struggling to get free from her red bra. I unhooked her bra and let them free. I put my mouth on to her left boob and started squeezing her right one. Then I stuck out my tongue and started sucking on her light brown nips, which were erect and taut. "Bit harder, Sid, they're yours. "I bent down and started kissing her navel, pulling her skirt and panties down and getting her naked. She jumped into the bed and under the covers, hiding. "Please. Playing songs I ask her to dance it was sort of a fast dance and Damn this girl knew how to dirty dance she was rubbing that sexy ass up against me and putting her beautiful legs against I was rock hard & when she felt my stiff bone against her against her she got even wilder next song came up was a slow one I pulled her tight against me making sure my rock hard cock was pressing her as the song ended she flung her hair back & said lets get out of here and find a room we left the club I said. I was to maintain some lighting controls to the side of the stage. It was quite a formal occasion, so as it stood I had to wear a suit and to be honest felt quite smart.As I gazed across the side stage she caught my eyes, absolutely dazzling in a long dark dress with a split slightly revealing her thigh and wearing high heels, who is she? Is she part of the performance? Does she work here? I must find out. But I can’t leave my place until the final curtain drops, and the first act is about to.