After a few minutes I remember, “Oh yeah, there's a magic spot,” and start attacking her clit. A surprised squeal escapes her as she moans “now ...ou're getting somewhere.” I smile and plunge a second finger into her. I'm licking and finger fucking her for what only feels like about ten minutes when I feel a stirring. My dick is ever so slowly beginning to harden again. I get an idea and move up to her tits, clamping down on her right nipple. As expected, she immediately moans loudly, arching her. Other than that she had 2 frocks and a hair clip. That was all she had. Amazing that her parents had sent her with so little, all the way to Mumbai. I pitied her and decided what to do next.I went to my room and opened my cupboard and in a corner I found a small pile of female clothes that had been left by one of my old GFs. There were 3 bright t-shirts, 2 skirts, 2 shorts, 3 panties and 3 bras (probably 30 as my ex-GF had small tits) and an inner sleeve that is worn under a thin t-shirt.. Little did either of us know she was going to leave us alone together right next to a hotel - and when it was time to go, we were both missing our cars keys finding only a note that we would get them back in the morning. Divi was gorgeous, and after a few drinks, she became even more attractive. We decided to stay at the hotel, primly each getting a room and as we were walking towards our rooms, I told that I wanted her in the worst way. That made her smile, giving me the confidence to kiss. At the end of the eight laps she had Jennie by nearly half the length of the pool. She was sitting on the pool edge when Jennie touched. The girl flipped her hair out of her eyes and looked up at Jan. "You really are good, aren't you? Now it's time for tennis."Jan was nonplused. She had nothing with her other than her business suit and said so. Jennie grinned and said that was okay, they wouldn't wear any clothes. She found a tennis racket for Jan and, still dripping, went over to the tennis.