That time, I saw the very nice mango shape of her left breast hanging exposed and half her nipple. It was the best view I had till now. The other half... was blocked by her blouse. She was wearing a dark blouse. I think she might have been aware she was potentially exposed, but I didn’t know if she knew I saw her tits. Because I continued to pretend to wash this and wash that, and spent time at the sink. She would come and pick up the clothes, but she bent down facing another direction where I. Suddenly she started “I don’t feel like meeting you for the first time as you are lively and what’s your contact number?” we just shared each other number and left to the marriage hall. While having a casual discussion, I came to know that she also travelled to this city (pune) just to attend this function and staying the same hotel where my lodging was arranged. We both had a good time and started to leave together to the hotel as we need to catch the early morning train from pune to Chennai. She held my hands there on her tits, clearly enjoying what I was doing. Her pussy wasn't as tight as Laura's but still a hell of alot tighter than my wife's. Surprising since they'd both had kids.She looked over at a tablet that I hadn't even noticed was sitting on the nightstand beside us and said, "Shit, they're on their way back up." With as big as their property is, they have security cameras all over, and one points down the lane to the barn. "I had the nanny take everyone down to the. *After our post-coital clean-up we met outside the restrooms and decided to have another drink. We ambled over to the bar.Kelly eyed the motley seats of the old barstools – marred by beer stains, cigarette burns, and God only knows what else. She thought twice about sitting and decided to stand. Leaning against the bar with her elbow on the rail, she took hold of the Mojita that George the Bartender had just placed there.“You didn’t give me back my underwear,” she smiled devilishly. I laughed.