She opened the door and welcomed me, she was again wearing saree. Though it was not my work, I don’t want to miss opportunity to see her boobs again... So, I solved the problem. She then offered me a coffee and asked about my family.She told that her husband was working in merchant navy and generally on tours. So generally she lived alone at home. Suddenly I replied That’s nice. She asked “why it is nice?”. I said,”no I just said”. She replied, “I know why you said like this, I know that since. After a few more seconds of this, I’d had enough. I reached around her ass and deftly moved the crotch of her panties aside, allowing me complete access to the warm flesh between her thighs. She wasted no time in sliding herself down to my chin and then back upagain, nearly to my nose. I felt the bed above me shift and knew that she was pushing against the headboard with both hands. That was how it was for the next few minutes. Isabel just rode my face, sliding herself back and forth and. At that moment I got the feeling I was the chicken and she was the fox and she was quite the fox if I do say so.We were back on the porch having a final cup of coffee when the base squawked. There was a car coming up the drive with a driver and a passenger. Irene and Sammy parked and got out of the car. The women came out of the house and I introduced those who needed introductions. That accomplished Sammy found Harry and they started a conversation that eventually took them for a stroll. Irene. "There is something that I didn't tell you, at the base."She stopped in the process of untangling her bra and faced Caleb. JJ's face reflected her concern, and her confusion, at how the crash of a space-ship would be included in their first conversation in her bedroom."JJ, please put your bra on," Caleb said, blushing. "I can't concentrate when you're like that. I can barely speak."She laughed out loud, and said, "Wipe your chin. You're drooling. What does the crash have to do with.