It was much confident touch. His fingers traced my panty line. Then he moved it along my butt crack. It was such a hot feeling. He continued to grope ...me liberally until his stop came. This now became a routine for me. I started taking the bus regularly and he would make sure to stand behind me no matter how crowded the bus was and grope me. Earlier, I used to wear salwar kameez, but one day I decided to wear a saree. My daughter was surprised to see me in a saree, but I told her that I just. .ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh …. gan….aaaaaaaaaaaaohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ……..ahhhhhhhhhh.. come inside me , fuck me !!! fuck me !!” Then I finally turn my vision to the spot between her legs. I used my legs to part her legs by pushing them outward and set myself comfortably between her legs. Mother though did not put any pressure. She just laid there with her head turned to one side and her eyes closed. I ran my free hand and inserting my index finger into her vagina. Her vagina is still dry as I started. “No thanks. Can I have water instead? And before you even joke about me turning down alcohol – I haven’t eaten since breakfast and I’d rather not make an arse of myself by being drunk… again.” “No need to get defensive,” he chuckled as he passed her a bottle of water. “So do you want the guided tour?” “Sure why not.” Jesse led her around the small apartment, unlike hers’ it wasn’t split over two floors since it was only big enough for two people. The kitchen and living area was one room and. Luke seemed like a nice guy and really funny.As we finished our third beers it was my shout (that is a colloquialism for it being my turn to get beers from my fridge). Since the sun was getting low one of the girls suggested we go for a quick swim before it gets too late. Everyone agreed.I was dressed for a swim wearing nothing but my speedo. The girls both whipped off their little shorty shorts and there was Luke in his dork shorts.It isn’t my place to hassle anyone, except my friends. But I.