I mean, with my skin. I've got pajamas on. Is that why you like Betts' satin sheets?" These are just some old flannel sheets. I've never slept in Bett...s' satin sheets." Please let me lie down with you. I promise I just want to talk ... and be held." I lifted the sheet and she snuggled in beside me with her back to me. She pulled my arm around her and while I could feel her breasts beneath my wrist, it wasn't a sexual thing. Apparently she really did want to just cuddle and talk. "It's hard to. “That is definitely the taste of your pussy. Ms Parrish, I’ve presented the evidence. How do you plead? And don’t forget you are under oath!” “Okay, I was playing with myself,” my eyes flicked to the router, the blue connection light blinking through its start -up sequence. “I’d like you to demonstrate exactly what you were doing.” I gawped at her. “Fuck off!” She grabbed a chair, sitting down in front of me, eyes raised in expectation. She leaned forward, one elbow propped on a knee, her face. Just when I was on the edge of releasing my load, she grabbed my arm and begged me to "go a little longer, I'm almost there". Being a gentleman, I stroked her pussy for several more minutes until she was starting to quiver with her orgasm. As soon as I was certain she was well over the edge, I slammed her pussy hard and let my creamy cum flood her pretty little pussy.We got to know each other a lot better after that little interlude. I was amazed that a young girl so attractive was in the. Then our conversation started.She: Why you are here? And how did you find the house?Me: Please relax, I am here to return your mangalsutra which you left back in the bus.She was stunned by my answer and now she understood how I got the address and all. Her husband had already informed her about it. But she was a little confused. I replied again.Me: The bus agency people gave me the number because there was no trustworthy people to return the gold.She was a bit relaxed now and took off her scarf.