It only had two bars, and the one right in the centre of town was the more popular with the expats and was usually the meeting place, so we would prob...bly be there two or three times a week. Everybody called the owner of the bar Ray (his proper name is difficult to pronounce). He was in his thirties, and as well as being a bar owner, he was also a councillor and very well respected in the community.One evening at the bar, Ray cornered me as I was coming out of the loo. He had a storeroom. My boys had not come back yet. I texted them where they were, they told me they would be back by an hour, and then we could go for dinner.I saw a message on my phone with my hubby’s compliment on my tits, daring me to show the entire thing outdoors. Since it was empty, I thought, why not. I took my bra off and sent him a topless selfie. Thinking it’s still empty, maybe I can take it a little further.I found a place to keep my phone up and took a whole-body picture of me topless. It looked hot,. . pure school ke ladke mujh par apni jaan chidakte the aur yeh dekhkar mujhe bahut achcha lagta tha… kayi baar to senior students log mujh dekh kar gande gande comments bhi mar te the… jaise ki kya maal ha.. kya boobs ha.. gand to dekh sali ke… aur bhi bahut kuch… mujheAchcha bhi lagta tha aur kharab bhi… sab kuch dikh chal raha tha… till notice board mein exam ki routine laga di gayi… actually mein padhai mein achchi nahi thi, toh mujhe dar tha ki mein fail nahin ho jao isliye maine private. Her body just stiffened. "Mmmmm..." she moans.As I continue to kiss her cute neck, I caress her tits with my hands. I rub her beautiful breasts and my finger tips roll over her very hard nipples. Her breasts look so cute in the mirror in front of me. She moans and sighs softly as she lets me touch her beautiful body. I take my right hand and lightly spank her ass once more. Still kissing her neck and fondling her breasts simultaneously: I grope her even firmer. I, then, take my right hand,.