I made myself comfortable beside her. I love women and try to find every opportunity to be close to them. After I had taken my seat, I glanced toward ...he lady. Though she was middle aged, probably in her early forties, I found her sexy. She was wearing a blue coloured saree with a matching sleeveless blouse having a deep frontal cut exposing her shapely cleavage. As the bus started moving, I moved closer to her so that my left arm could touch her right arm. Suddenly the lady raised her arm. .I sensed my master was enjoying the evening, playing a dangerous game by commenting on my breasts, something which doesn't happen around others. I decided this was the time to sit opposite him and while he turning the egg up faster, I would lean across the table, letting him have full vision of my breasts...which definitely was having an effect on him, many comments from myself and the other person commenting on how he couldn't take his eyes off them...We decided to continue and go on to a. Babs groaned, feeling the sharp ache of lust sweep through her. She lifted her crotch impatiently."Come on, Jake! My little pussy's so hot and wet! Lick it for me!"As the German Shepherd moved between his mistress' legs, she drew her knees up, lifting her pussy still higher by digging her heels into the mattress. Jake lowered his hungry mouth."Yes, Jake," Babs hissed at the first touch of the dog's tongue.She felt his tongue slide slowly up the parted lips of her cunt with a light, feathery. The whole outfit sets of your wonderful tan to a tee. My jaw hits the ground and I just stare. I've seen this outfit before, and then I remember. A lot of the local girls were wearing it at the market. So that was what was in the package.I gulp, and then you repeat the question."Something long and cool would be nice, maybe with something light to eat." I reply."Please take a seat and I will bring it to you." you say, still in the accent. Then off you go into the kitchen. A couple of minutes.