Our faces were covered with her juice, and I realized that her breasts that I had been kneading so industriously were frothy with our mixed jism. It d...dn’t bother me. She lifted her legs from the arms of the chair and stood up languidly. I noticed a big wet patch on the edge of the seat. ‘I expect you want to fuck me now, don’t you?’ she smiled. She knelt on the edge of the sofa and rested her elbows on the back, then shuffled her knees wide apart. Her magnificent arse projected towards us, her. “Not the sex you goofball. We’ll talk about that in a minute. You lied to me about Sarah being sick! I was really worried!”Now I was confused, and it must have shown on my face.“You and Sarah both made mistakes today. Sarah for getting you to lock her up without making sure she had a fast way out, and you for lying about her being sick. I’m also a bit annoyed at Sarah for having sex with you while I was gone, and rushing it so much. She should have taken it more slowly, and talked it over with. She smiled as she asked, “Do you like it?” She posed with her hip thrush to the side with her hand on her hip and she defiantly added, “I have always wanted the courage to wear a Wicked Weasel… So I thought I would surprise you and I ordered one a few weeks before for our trip.”I was almost speechless but found the words, “Well…you have surprised me.” I stared at her nearly nude body and stammered, “Do I dare let you loose in the pool area”? I noticed her vulva was quite visible as the thin. This hand was also fondling my boob and catching my nipple. I was slowly getting hot. The hands caressing my boobs were becoming more and more bolder and now they were playing with my boobs at will. I could not do anything and decided to enjoy the situation. While my both boobs were being fondled by two young boys slowly one hand was trying to grope me on may saree. It was trying to go below the saree and find out my panties. When I was in no position to resist--the hand was becoming more and.