The small roads along with light occasional traffic and the road curves helped Neeta practice a bit of road sense. She was learning well and I appreci...ted her for that. I was thinking of reclining my seat even more but then it would be difficult to see out as she was already sitting on my lap blocking my view and I had to look sideways. This time, I openly started pressing her breasts. I said we would turn back and we headed back on kanakpura road. Now Neeta was more confident and after around. Justin pulled out some of the more provocative prints. She pulled out a portfolio that topped his. Even I could see she had a great eye for depth of field. After maybe 15-20 minutes of verbal fencing, she sent for Mr. Richards. I had no need to listen; she knew her shit and she was The Boss. Sean Richards just underlined it.He left and she jumped right in. I think it was the first time she had seen the entire sale inventory laid out. She had Peter and Justin walk her through it all. They. “Sorry, but I need you to take care of both,” she said with a note of mock strictness. I gave her a guilty schoolboy’s look and took her other tit into my free palm. Undisturbed and unashamed by such double standards, Julia returned her own hand between her legs and renewed the rubbing of her pussy with even more enthusiasm. Or so it seemed, since to me masturbation was - for now- forbidden. I wanted to give her breasts a delicate massage, but my tense penis was kind of distracting. I tried. I couldn’t see him clearly because Ruth and David’s mom was sitting on Dad’s lap.“Ruth, David, do you see that?”I didn’t point. I didn’t want to let the parents know I’d seen them, which was kind of dumb since they weren’t trying to hide any more than we were.Ruth put her hand on David’s thigh and moved it all the way up.“Our folks, all of them, are good friends, really good friends, my mom told us,” she answered.We’d get to that, but all I wanted to know right now was what she and David had.