I quickly went to my bedroom and tried to notice any change but there was none. I took my handy cam and stopped recording and rewind the whole caresse... and started looking at the recording. After a while I could see Raju coming into my room and checking out everything. Fortunately he did not notice the camera. In few minutes Meena came to the room and Raju started tickling her and they were both on the bed playing with each other. The playing led to both touching each others sexual parts and I. She tapped them together on the desk, and produced a pen from a drawer. “What is your name, sir?” she asked, with a slight accent coming through. Where it was from, Edward wasn’t sure, but it gave her the voice of a wealthy woman. Whoever this lass is, she’s obviously important. She speaks English in the middle of Turkey!. Coughing, Edward replied to her question. Biting her lip, she wrote down his reply. “And from which regiment?” she slyly questioned, her sultry eyes knowingly looking. The gentle rubbing soon expanded both in area and intensity, and I found myself massaging the muscles in her shoulders and neck, down her back to the edge of her cut-offs and back up her sides. My fingers briefly found the soft sides of her flattened breasts and moved on to her shoulders again. Again I worked down to her waist."Wait a minute," she said, "I didn't know you could give backrubs." She lifted her hips and unbuttoned the waist band of her shorts. "Don't pull them down too far," she. And you screamThe instant that tender lips are met by the wet touch of a tongue, licking, teasing at your entrance, your body arches against your bonds, and your eyes though covered pops open with the darkness. You moisture now flows freely, coaxed into a rivulet by the probing tongue. It pushes at them, teasing them open and they obeyYou moan and rock your body, thrashing against your bonds...why?why won’t it go deeper, your lips open in welcome yet the tongue chooses to graze the outsides,.