She was in her very late 40s, petite, with bottle blonde hair and a wardrobe that screamed 'mutton dressed as lamb'. She was from the North, with a v...ry broad accent, and earned very good money in public health. Out of her clothes, she wasn't bad for the mileage. Slim, with just a bit of sag in her small breasts, belly and bum, she was heavily tanned. Her only white bit was just barely bigger than the wiry triangle of hair perched above her regularly waxed snatch. I may only have been 24. And gave a bit on her navel. He then circled his tongue on their navel and pushed it into her navel ..Sangeeta started breathing heavily and held his head with her hands. He again did this and this time he bit her navel and Sangeeta gave out a louder moan aaauuhhhh…” her stomach was vibrating up and down…Vicky stopped handling her boobs and started moving his fingers lightly on her stomach.. this aroused her more and she started biting her lips. Her head started moving left and right and legs. This told us the bad guys had grenades or explosives, so the game had changed. I motioned for everyone to get out of the building and get behind the tractor.I told the team leader, "Get the two backhoes and the other tractor. We'll start on each corner and tear the building down. They'll either come out or be buried alive."He nodded and dispatched some men to retrieve the equipment. I told our tractor operator what I wanted and he grinned. He suggested, "Go back to the trench and let us take. I could get them undone.Doing them back up, well I never worried about that, and now I was going to pay the price. I don't know who designed the damn things, but they had to have been sadists. I tried slipping it on like a vest, the one that had the front closure. That didn't work and I was getting a kink in my neck trying to do up the clasp, which strangely enough, I couldn't see. When I tried on the one that closed at the back, I thought I would go nuts! Stupid little hooks never lined up.