I watched him smoothly sit down in big comfy lounge chair that was diagonally from mine. He calmly signalled a waitress and ordered a beer for himself...and another glass of wine for me. I finally found my voice when he leaned forward, propping his elbows on his thighs, his hands loosely clasped between his knees. Oh god, those hands. I bit my bottom lip to stifle a moan. He broke the silence by introducing himself. ‘I’m Reese.’ I watched, in what seemed like slow motion, his hand extend in. By mistake her hand touched his tool and she gave him a shy smile.On seeing her shy smile, at a moment Varun though he would fuck her. He took mami to balcony and started chatting with her, she told him, mama is facing this problem since 2 years and now the doctor came to know what the problem is. They were chatting on this and after some time Varun made my mami a bit relaxed. And then they chatted with other things. After a while something knocked Varun's mind and then without wasting anytime. `.I snuffle into the gag and sit there dumbly for a minute my mind almost zombie like then hesitantly raise my head still low and like a prisoner walking to the gallows walk to the bed seeing laying upon the sheets are fire engine red satin with lace edging bra and high cut bikini brief panties to match a garter belt and sheer silk stockings and finally a pair or red six inch heeled shoes with ankles straps and tight pointed toe.I bend picking up the panties and raise one foot sliding into them. The taste of the sweat is almost like a fine wine to me. It's intoxicatingand flavors my taste buds like nothing else can. I move slightly lower, but still I avoidthe vee of the legs, choosing to save that for last. I push a finger slightly into the rosebud, not too far though. I know theydon't particularly like that, but I like it. I don't even get to my first knuckle though,only trying to get them worked up to a level they've never been to before. I know it'sworking for me, so I'm.