She told me about her schedule for the week. Just listening to all that she had planned was exhausting. "I'm a work fiend," she confessed. "I feel gui...lty if I don't work myself to death every day." She told me about her classes, the kinds of projects she was doing, the problems she encountered with teaching in special education. I told her, "But you like it," and she nodded. "Yes," she said, chewing off a corner from a piece of toast, "not because I'm so dedicated, but because I'm so neurotic.. Tippicaly. Afterliving 2 years together with my son, I know his fucking cycle as repeatable procedure. Sometimes his fucking show starting with almost obligate his or both together shortly showering in bathroom, and then coming rushly total undressing. After that he using some improved sexy tools such as lubricants, lavander oil, ring for his slim but so huge and 22 cm long stick and impressive lift supprters for his hard and heavy balls and as final step is choosingthe related condom. It sounds stupid but my male pride rose and soon I was fully aroused.Luci noticed this and remarked, "We'll have to do something about that, won't we?"The rest of the journey as Luci stripped in front of me, I could sense her removing her top, revealing her perfect breasts and when she put her long legs on the dashboard to remove her underwear I nearly came on the spot. For the final hour she taunted me by rubbing her breasts and masturbating openly. It was my fantasy yet she insisted I watch. Nicely shaped round breasts with dark brown nipples. Flat tummy with a little bulge on the side with a big round navel. A brownish line running from my navel to my vaginal hole. Nice pear shaped butts with sleek ass-crack. I waxed myself for Avi and shaved my pussy clean. I wore red panties and bra. I wore deep cleavage blouse and half of my boobs were visible in it. If one pulls the blouse, nipples could pop out. I wore the saree way below the navel and my entire midriff was exposed. I wore it.