Wednesday morning came, and at the appointed time I saw her vehicle approach mine in the supermarket parking lot. We locked her car, then she slid in ...beside me and kissed me passionately, telling me how she'd longed to do that all week. She was dressed in a light cotton blouse and skirt that ended about 4 inches above her knees. Although she put on her seat belt, she leaned against my shoulder as if needing my touch. She noticed the picnic basket and blanket I had in the backseat and was. Mn jsy black keay,Mom ny phly shalwar utar k back sear pa rakh k phir shirt utar dMn jsy dakha mra to lun full tant hony lag gaya,m abhe gari roki nae the agy ak kilometer tak rasta bht khrb tha mtlb tota hwa to bar bar jump a rahy thy to breaks lagni par rahe the,Mom k bra sy boobs uchal rahy thy Mra to bht bura hal tha dil kar raha tha k gari rok k chod dalon,Phir mom ny dress chang kar lia,Phr m side pa gari khari ke m apna dress bhe chang karna tha, mnu phly t shirt utari phir jeans,. They liked the feel of my soft skin, other times I held them between my thighs and touched them ever so lightly, as if I had one of my own, thrilled at doing it but tinged with strange but nice feeling, being able to crush a mans sex organ against your own.Of course having left school a beautiful articulate and sexually experienced woman, gifts became money, and favours of innocence became kinkier, still a girl in my older teens, looking years younger, I was able to provide the kind of sex men. Then I felt Hasan move his hand up and rested it on my right tit. I did not say anything and he slowly started to play with it. He was gently squeezing it and rubbing my nipple through my shirt. I knew I should stop him but it felt so good, he was on the outside of my shirt, and Hakan was asleep so I let him. He started being brave about it and squeezing my nipple and pulling it up and then gently rubs it again and he was running his fingertips across both of my breasts tickling them. He never.