“I wasn’t sure that you would come round if I had used my phone. So my apologies for the deception,” she remarks as she teasingly walks towards ...e, hips swaying with each step. I’m speechless. My tongue and brain may be malfunctioning but my dick is working fine. She takes my coffee from me and, clasped in both hands, takes a sip before putting it down. “Now where were we? I know!” she says taking my hand and unfolds a finger before placing it on her left nipple, holding my hair she kisses me.. "I nodded, sheepishly. Good, let her think it's just the drink. "I'm not used to drinking beer." I'll make some coffee. Breakfast?" No thanks. Coffee's fine." Go and sit outside. I'll bring it out."She was right. The day was pleasantly warm. I sat on an old wooden bench and enjoyed the sunshine. Mary brought out two mugs of coffee and joined me."Did you sleep well?" Not really, I'm afraid." The room?" No, no. The room's fine. It was the beer."She looked at me intently. I tried not to meet her. I wore just my chinos and a casual shirt, Marina in her jeans, a blue leather biker-style jacket I’d bought for her a few years previously and a plain white blouse.It takes us about 20 minutes to reach the motorway and we jut chatted about this and that. Once on the motorway Marina finally said how much she was looking forward to the spa. She took off her jacket and tucker her blouse into her jeans, stretching the fabric of the blouse taut over her chest. She wasn’t wearing a bra! Marina NEVER. Guys agar koi or ye baat kahta to mai use apne ghar se bhaga deti per mujhe pata hai nisha mujhse kabhi jhut nahi bol sakti tabhi mai rone lagi or mere aasu tap tap tap bahne lage.Tabhi nisha ne mujhe baho mai bhar liya or meri aakho se aasuo ko pocha.Maine apne aap ko nisha kai hawaale kar diya sayad mera ye jism nisha se kuch maang raha tha tabhi nisha ne mouke ka poora fayada uthaya pr mere hontho pe apne honth rakhke mujhe kiss karne lagi or dheere se mera top utar diya or meri bra kai hook.