She said yes im not doing anything in here. i said to myself damnit i have to get inside that pussy. we started to walk pass the kitchen when i asked ...ust one more of those pecks on the lips before we go. she leaned over and we kissed but i open my mouth and placed my tongue inside hers, she held me tigher, i said to myself im not letting her get away so at once i slowly pushed her back agaisnt the countertop and i dropped to my knees. she whispered what r you doing, i didnt reply i took one of. All the woman could say was a meek “Don’t.”But Dee’s hand disappeared further up her skirt as the woman looked round to see if anyone was watching, the only one was her partner, sat with his eyes glued to the scene in front of him.Dee’s hand had now clearly reached her target. “I guess you’re a bit of a tart yourself, no knickers.” The woman looked down at Dee. “Come on, give me a kiss and taste your boyfriend.”The woman’s eyes widened. “Nooo...”But Dee’s fingers were obviously doing something. I amIn my early thirties, married still in shape. (My stats are 5 ft 7″ tall, fair and 36C 30 38). Inormally wear saree every day and usually prefer to wear it low-hip, exposing the deepnavel as it suits my height. I also secretly enjoy the stares & peeks I receive when thepallu drifts a bit, to the side. The incident I am about to narrate, happened in one of myBus journeys at Chennai. Sometimes when the bus is crowded there will be some strange hand trying to caress mybutt, and after a while,. Lavannia turned her head back to face James just in time to catch him looking. The thought of this man twice her age ogling her body excited her. She grabbed the top of her dress, and pulled it up just enough to keep him interested. She took note of the yellow pages on his desk, and particularly noted the reference page it was turned to. The word escort seemed to jump off the page. Her mind began to formulate a plan. ‘So it’s late. Don’t you have to get home to the wife or anything?’ ‘No wife..