I smelled smoke. Fearing my assessment of reduced thug activity was wrong, I signaled to my ladies that we were heading left - north - to investigate....I had some hope the smoke was from a fireplace, as a large fire would reflect off the low clouds.No road or driveway was visible, but the wind was blowing from the north. We headed across the fields and over the hill, following the occasional whiff of smoke. Our feet crunched through the ice crusted snow, and the ice covered stubble wet the. “Oh come-on Bhabhi, I have seen you naked already and you can’t erase that. If you strip now, at least we can get over with this quickly.” I said stressing the importance of this.She agreed to it without a word and unbuttoned her petticoat. Her skin was so soft and silky that the petticoat simply slid down exposing her body. She was blushing even more now. I could see her pussy dripping wet. There’s no stopping me now. I pushed the situation even further by asking her to let me touch her. She. She called me by my name a number of times to confirm whether I was sleeping or not.She also slightly shook me but when she saw no reaction from my side, she lost all her senses and tied my hands with her dupatta but I was still in a deep sleep. She gave me a lip kiss for about 5 mins.Then she moved downwards and she made me free from my boxers (I don’t wear anything under my boxers) and she told me that she was mesmerized after seeing my dick. It became fully erect.She started jerking it. Definitely the kind of guy that could get me wet quickly. He came over and talked to me. His name was Tyrell. He was a few years younger than me, but I didn't care. I've been with younger guys before. He bought me a few drinks, and we sat in a booth drinking and flirting. After a while, he started to rub my thigh as we talked I was definitely getting turned on, and I wanted to get closer to him. I suggested we dance.We went to the dance floor and shook our asses for a few songs. After a few.