The cool air tickled her nipples every time his mouth left one nipple to go to the other. He started to kiss a trail downwards. His hands traveled upw...rds, separating her legs gently, and finding that she was eagerly awaiting attention. Her pussy was dripping wet. He let out a manly groan of pleasure at finding the soaking pussy waiting for him. He pushed her skirt up so that it was bunched up like a small strip of cloth belt around her waist. He inhaled her musky sweet scent. He kissed her. Although they still enjoyed the luxury lifestyle together: the business trips, the parties, the corporate events, sex had become a rarity, and what there was of it had become more of a chore to Andrew rather than a pleasure. Lynda tried to take the edge off her frustrations at first by launching herself head long into her work, but sex was as essential as the air that she breathed. The men (and even the women) at the parties didn’t make things any easier, they liked to chat her up and flirt.. " I said. "May as well take it easy."The other three came walking over and I saw that Mick Fleming was more muscly than his brother and the other two who I recognised as James Ferguson and Jono Reid both had wiry surfy bodies."Hi Miss." They all said as they came up to me.I felt both excited and intimidated by the fact that I had four attractive young men in front of me and no one else about for miles. I stood up and wrapped my sarong around my waist. We chatted for a while about school and. She somehow knew that there is nothing to hide from these guys, anyways they are going to see her naked the entire day.Another guy told, “Kothai pele bhai rendi ta k?” (Where did you hire this whore from?)Arun: “Are Avishek eta rendi noi. Dada r girlfriend.” (Avishek, this is not a whore, but she is the girlfriend of Dada.) He said pointing towards me. They were shocked to infinity.Arun: “CCTV off rekhechho to?” (You have kept the CCTV off right?)Avishek: “Haan. Ebar bujhlam, keno bolechile off.