Kamini picked up a cigarette from her purse and lit it. Meena shockingly looked at her and replied: “Doesn’t your husband mind ?”. Kamini smiled...and asked do you ;) ?….Meena smiled back in a shy manner and replied no. You may continue…Meena remembered her college days and truly confessed in her mind how she loved though little bit the smell of the Marlboro lights cigarette and how she too felt like taking a puff in style flaunting her sexy and bold attitude. Realizing this Kamini asked her if. 'Do you smoke', he asked me?I looked up and the middle-aged man standing there, his hand holding out a packet of twenty, 'No Sir', I politely replied, 'He wants to fuck me', flashed through my mind, and my body responded in the natural way, my nipples hardening, my clitoris stimulated, and my cunt swelling and wetting.'You take this ferry every day', he continued, I smiled and nodded, my throat dry and my heart pounding.We stood alone on the deck as the skies darkened, it was 17:30 and ten. “Course not, you’re too young. Famous author, funny raunchy stories, The Rutshire Chronicles heh heh! Your dear mum loved her stuff and I read one or two, anyway her straw blonde thatch of hair and the gap tooth smile helped make her famous. Doreen is much like her, but bigger I think, amazing energy but Jilly must be older, in her eighties now.” “Yeah I think there’s a couple of her novels in the book shelf, always smiling, yeah.” “Yes, she always has that cheeky smile, pretty in a country. I’m tired of doing everything myself while thinking about what a good hard-on can do for me. My dildo doesn’t hurt the kid so your hard prick won’t either.” By then my shirt was open and her hands were working on my belt. I stood off the bed and finished the job of undressing while Paula watched with wide glittering eyes. Even though I was still apprehensive my cock didn’t have any reservations, as my clothes came off, my prick was swelling, growing into what my sister needed. She slid down.