Woh bola bohat garmee ho gaye hey ,haan Kashif tum bhi kurta uttar loo or oil say achi tarha massage kar do uss nay kurta utar deya or oil hath per da...l kar meray left hip per hath lay gaya,woh bhi samajh gaya ho gaa kay panty main nay khud jaan boojh kar neechay ki hey or woh hip ka massage karnay laga,aab room main halki halki light aa rahi the chand ki mainkonay main lagay mirror say uss ko daikh rahi thee uss ka sara seena or arms balon say bharay hoey they ,mere panty sare geeli ho rahi. "Anyway," she giggled unbuttoning those two little buttons, "it'll be nice and quick if I ever want to get them out."Once unbuttoned her two perfect tits could be seen swinging lovely under her new outfit."What do you think?" she giggled and gave me a twirl.If I remember rightly, most of our clothes shopping trips ended on the floor with me between her legs breaking in her new outfit and this time was no exception. There's something about naked tits being exposed while she still being dressed;. Time went by and we would often chat about men we'd met up with or fantasies we had. On more than one occasion we had mutual wanks while texting dirty messages to one another. We always talked about meeting up but neither of us made a move to do so.At 49 he was 15 years older than me but I've never been that concerned about age. I knew he was married but he and his wife no longer had sex.After a while things began to change, we began to talk more frequently about what we would do if we met. He continued to run it over her arse to the top of her thigh, then over it to press his fingers in the crevice between her buttocks. He began pulling up on her dress, dresses in those days went halfway between the knees and ankles. Now she was kissing him more ardently, tonguing him deeply letting him feel her passion. His hand finally got under the material and on to her drawers. She pressed her knees apart to encourage him, and was rewarded when she felt his hand move between her legs. .