Her eyes said not to stop and looked at me with shy expectation. I felt the blush of embarrassment rise further up my face; with nervous fingers I rea...hed out and began to undo the buttons of her top. I finally managed to work my way through all the buttons and then slipped Sasha’s blouse over her shoulders and peeled the silky garment off her. I took a deep breath and looked ate her. I could see her hard, dark nipples pushing against her bra. Now, I wanted to see her and reached up again, my. But it was pretty easy to pick up on the cues that it was time for them to get some sleep.The early summer sun had just gone to sleep for the night when the last of the crew headed off to their beds for the night. We had just passed the summer solstice and the daylight lasted until almost 10 o’clock.Liz and I straightened up the area (which was still in good shape despite having nine guests). The housekeeping staff had been given the weekend off (and Lynwood and Juliet had been told to get. I thought of penning this real encounter again because I received enormous responses liking my story. So I’m going to narrate this real story again and hope you all like it.The story goes like this after I completed my study in Delhi and I was coming home. It has been years since I did not come home and when I knocked at the gate one beautiful lady opened me the gate and I was surprised who she must be as there was nobody at home apart from my mom and dad.She was fair and she must be of 21. She got up from her seat in the bedroom and with her titties bouncing every which way she went to the kitchen and tested out the pudding. It was just the right temperature, and very tasty, too. She spread herself out on the kitchen floor with the bowl of pudding alongside her. She reached in and took a big helping of the stuff and rubbed it into her loins. Then she slowly but surely worked it into her pie. "Oh, God," she said, feeling the oozing hot stuff as it went to work between her twat.