All I needed was a pad and notebook and I could observe the public around me while I was out and about. Practically running to my closet I quickly lo...ked for an outfit that would suit my needs and I needed to hurry because the morning rush would soon begin. I decided not to dress flirty but rather conservative as to not give away my feelings through social means but rather needed to keep this experiment on a chemical level. I found a floppy miniskirt that didn’t reveal too much of my thighs. I pulled out and lay next to her. I felt that, like Fiona, Sophia too would need some rest between orgasms. They were, afterall, overweight Indian ladies, quite unlike their health conscious sisters in the West.I kept up a slow, steady rthythm of continuous licking of her neck, her lips, and her aerolas and nipples. I told her to dip her fingers into her pussy and then I licked her juice off, finger by finger. When I saw the sparkling lust returned to Sophia's eyes I told her to sit on the edge. Her body had no choice but to swim in pleasure regardless of how it felt to have my fingers in her ass.She came hard, moving her ass violently as I continued to fuck it. She pushed back, driving my fingers deeper involuntarily while trying to get harder contact on her clit. I gave it to her, extending the pleasure and driving in the connection between orgasm and me being in her ass.She settled down; I allowed my fingers to rest in her ass. She turned to look at me and smiled happily. She came. He noticed that the skirt had inched further up her thighs so her panties were almost exposed. She moved a leg so it brushed against his arm, and playfully nudged it to make it more difficult for him to grab the napkins. What has gotten into her? He grabbed the napkins out and threw them on her sister’s lap. ‘Caleb, you do it.’ ‘What?’ ‘Caleb. be a good brother and pat my bosom dry. Won’t you, now? Please?’ she purred. She was loving this. She felt so powerful. What his sister was saying.