Here I told Ashok to sit on the window side and I took the side seat. On the journey, I enjoyed the beauty of Keerthi mam by sitting next to her.I was...controlling myself from touching Keerthi mam on the bus. I was looking closely at her body with anxiety when she’s sleeping. Saturday morning we reached Ooty and we checked in the hotel. We got refreshed and had our breakfast together.We went for sightseeing, had lunch and returned by 2.00 pm to the hotel. Mam told that we should some rest and go. They talk with each other several times each day and seem to talk just about everything. She had confided in Janet that the last few months had been very depressing, very lonely, and that she was really down."She's really down, Doug, I've never heard her so low. I just don't know what to do." Well, how about her doctor. Dear Abby is always recommending people see their doctor when they're feeling down." She just misses a man being in her life. I think it's especially a certain part of a man. The more I saw of her the more I wanted her.I would wake up in a sweat in the middle of the night, with an erection and time and time again she would invade my dreams, her soft lilting voice was always with me. Meanwhile my partner Joan had also got very friendly with her, and it was not long before we started sharing evenings out as a foursome. I did my best to hide my feelings, and in fairness she gave me no encouragement at all, but hard as I tried, I found that when we were together, I. I nudge your clit aside, and cup your bald coin purse. I massage it gently, making it shrink under my touch. In a few seconds, it's gone, leaving nothing beneath your clit but bare, smooth flesh. I begin rubbing my fingers into the spot where the tiny sac was, puffing it out into a small, tight mound. My thumb works the puffy growth, until a slit forms. I keep rubbing it, your pussy oil leaking into my fingers and down your long, creamy thighs. You begin to groan and mumble. I look at your.