I kept my hands on her I noticed that her way of applying the mehendi was changing and my body got charging the heat, then I turned my left side keepi...ng my hands on her thighs and pointing and slowly pressing my left elbow to her pussy, saying her to apply properly near my ears, by the time I think she too has got generating the heat in her body, I asked her to sit at the edge of the chair and she moved to the front edge, so that I can touch my elbow to her pussy properly, then I turned towards. Her hair was wavy, parted in the middle and not a single one was grey. Her bust was modest but her nipples were enormous, standing out against her scarlet blouse. She wore black leggings that highlighted her meaty thighs, and expensive heels that clearly hurt her feet. We made small talk about our jobs, pop culture, sports and BDSM over five pints before taking an uber back to her place. Our driver is a Morrocain man who wailed against this era of sin and fornication the entire drive; we did. ” I explained “Yeah, she got stung by bee. We were up there for a while because we were putting ice on it, besides my mom was right there with us the whole time”. She said “What about Morgan? I saw you and her go upstairs a couple times”.I said “Yeah well, if you saw that then you also saw us come right back down. I told you my mom was upstairs all day, nothing was happening up there.”She said “yeah whatever you say. I know you’ve got your secret hideaway somewhere.”I said “You want to go see. He was so nervous I felt bad for him; suddenly I wanted to do this just to help the poor kid out.We introduced ourselves and I asked him what he was hoping for. He blushed and told me he did not know, he just wanted to lose his virginity and know what it felt like. I asked him if he had ever seen a woman before, like walked in on his mom or anything. He mumbles no, just on the internet. I tell him we will need to fix that.I stand us both up and pull him close. I put his hands on the bottom.