I bent a bit and sucked the tip of her nipple and in few hard squeezes her breast was stiff and pointing upwards. Her breath got heavier and she was e...cited. I lowered my hands and loosened her sari knots, pulled her sari up exposing her naked legs and thighs. The sari was heaped under her ass lifting them up and my hands found her panty. I rubbed her vaginal lips over the panty and it got wet with her juices. The married lady is on a real heat now. I slid my hands under her panty to touch. Aur pir main sofe se neechay akar carpet pe bet giya aur uss k hips k beech deknay laga uss ki choot ab bohat ziada dik rahee tee uss k motay hips k beech main pagal ho raha ta lakin dar raha ta tabhi main ne aunty se kaha aunty app ne dress achi pehni he aunty ne uss andaz main kaha hain garmi bohat he is wajah se ye pehna he aunty ne mujay deka Aur kaha are tum pir neechay bet gaye ho kiya hua main ne kaha kuch nahe main khada ho giya jeans main mera lun bahar ki taraf nikla ta uss ne lun par. Everyone eventually got restless and most of them headed for the private beach. The guys all wore board shorts and the women wore various scandalous bikinis. Carol's bikini was just three small patches and a string running through her ass cheeks. She looked hot.Everyone jumped in the water and started playing. In the shallow end, guys and girls were playing horse where a girl sits on a guy's shoulders and tries to knock another girl off. Some of them swam out to the raft where they started. As I wondered how soon another transplant might be arranged another thought came to mind. Stacey had said that I could visit her anytime. I just had to visualize ... think ... what she had sent to me and -- POOF -- I’d be there. OK, she didn’t say poof, but I got the picture.“Picture! Get it,” shifted through my mind. Now I was making jokes to amuse myself. “Get a grip!” I thought.But the idea Stacey had given me that I could “Visit” was interesting. So, I perked up the image she had given me.