Ticklish,’ I said. ‘Harri was an artistic soul from the time she was a little girl. She painted, did charcoal drawings, worked with clay, leaves, ...hocolate, anything that was available she tried. ‘So she was an art major at college. Sam was kind of a hunk. Not a body-builder hunk, but trim, good looking.’ ‘I can still see that. He’s a major cutie.’ ‘Sam didn’t have enough academic interest in high school to get a scholarship and his family didn’t have a lot of money so he had to work to get. Anisha is feeling the same. But Smriti and Amira are feeling very embarrassed now.Aryan stops the music. First up is Amira, who decides not to do it as it involved fingering her pussy in front of everyone. As she was the first to pass it, Anisha, Manisha, and Smriti are into the top 3. To decide the winner, there will be more rounds.Girls move around again. As the music stops, Smriti passes it on as she has to pee on her own body. Anisha and Manisha get the same task, and they do it without. "Ehm, I haven't taken you, your husband wouldn't approve..." I said with a grin on m face... "Oh yes, he would", she said to my surprise and smiled, didn't say anything further. She had never done that earlier, in all these years we sometimes drove to and or from work together. Somehow we both knew this was different. She kept on caressing my leg, looking straight forward.... It made me wonder, how would this go on. She was a married woman, with a nice husband and 2 k**s. I drove off and half. Rarely we would make sweet love in nature, perhaps the finest of all between mates when out in the wild with birds singing and a soft warm breeze over bare skin. More often we simply sat and watched, not speaking as no need to, enjoying the sight of what we had built below. Our life together was almost a given from childhood. Sarah was the daughter of our neighbor, we were inseperable. We played together and worked together, the way life is for simple farmers. As innocent children we splashed.