He moved his hand away from my mouth. "Good girl." He slipped his now-free hand into my dress and pinched my nipple HARD, making me cry out. "Tell me ...you want me to fuck you." His other hand was busy thrusting into my pussy."Please," I moaned. He twisted my nipple and licked my neck. "Please what, slut?" Please fuck me. My pussy is so wet, I need you to fuck me." Cunt, your cunt is wet. You want me to fuck you? Right here in the parking lot like a whore? Where anyone can see you?" Yes, please.. My hotel was nearby and we got to its restaurant. On coffee, she told about her. She was Vandana, a neighbor of Bhavna. She told me about many relationships she had in the past but broke most of them because she was not comfortable with going physical. I assured her that there was nothing extraordinary about going physical. It is just another method to show affection. She listened attentively.By this time, I had started noticing her body. Sitting in front of me, her cleavage was visible, some. Then she placed her hand on the girl’s shoulder and slowly bent her forwards. Mia allowed the princess to lower her. She trembled as she sunk onto the bed, placing her arms on the satin sheets and sliding forwards so her chest rested on the soft bedding. She lay beside Liana’s as she straddled the princess leg, her bottom exposed. Mia felt Liana’s naked skin against the lips of her moistening pussy. Liana lifted her leg a little and the pressure brought a soft moan from Mia. With a gentle laugh. The rest of the day was spent for him mixed between looking and listening at the kids on his knees and looking over to his ‘wife’ and played with various mages of mental undressing. He kept looking at her firm darkened legs and wondered if she was wearing stockings under that dress, but it was always blocking his field of view so he would just have to savour this Christmas mystery and let him wonder for the rest of the season and maybe he would get a peek before she left. But one thing kept.