So asked her to life her saree more she was really tensed as she was a shy type and a barrier that she my aunty was stopping her.I said I care for her...health and I would not tell anyone about this massage.She smiled and said I can do as I want,she believed I was doing this as a treatment to give relief to her body.Less did she knew my intentions.Slowly I lifted her saree till her upper thighs,I could partly see the maroon panty.Wow!!!! Wat a thighs she possessed.Her thighs were really fleshy. I then removed my shorts and sat down on his lap, with my back towards him. I started to grind my crotch into his, rubbing my wet pussy over his cock. He reached his arms around me and started to rub my breasts through my bike shirt. I was getting very excited and turned on. Jake slipped my shirt off over my head and removed my bra. I was completely naked except for my bike shoes. We continued to rub our crotches together until I felt Jake lift me up and slide his cock inside me. I. Uh oh. She fell into thought. Maybe her plan wasn’t so brilliant after all. The last thing she needed was for her summer to be messed up by some sort of misguided romance. Maybe it was ridiculous to even think of inviting him, after he’d made it clear he was interested in her. But a small, nasty part of her said, you didn’t even think about inviting him until he had already made that clear. Ulterior motives? ‘So,’ he said, interrupting her thoughts, ‘where’s this mystery dinner locale?’ She. Soon my tongue was deep inside her wanting hole. She began breathing deeper and I could tell she was enjoying it. “I love when you lick my pussy,” she said in almost a whisper. I increased the intensity and ran my fingers softly up and down her beautiful thighs. My wife has the best thighs in the world, I know I make every man jealous when they see her with me and she is in a bathing suit. I began massaging the insides of her legs and I could feel her tighten up. I started to suck her.