Jiri could not place her accent; it could have been European, but was not a strong one. She was certainly not an Australian or a Kiwi.With that, she s...at down in the seat opposite Jiri and gazed with rapt attention at the unchanging landscape. Silence returned to the carriage, and Jiri returned to his book.Jiri did not notice immediately, but Karen's posture always seemed a little awkward, and she kept fidgeting. One rearrangement left one of the legs of her shorts gaping somewhat, and Jiri. Those would be when she had bad or stressful days at work. A long walk or our favorite coffee shop were our usual camp. When we got late from returning, her husband would call and she'd then say she was with me and he was okay with that.Things were going so good when her husband had to shift his work four states apart. It really came breaking down on us fiercely. It was a sad moment for both of us. Well then they shifted. Actually their being here at my place infact was a transfer from another. She smells of feminine sweat and suntan oil. Holding my hips tight against hers I manoeuvre my dick firmly against her pussy. Each push of her hands on my chest causes my dick to rub along her pussy-lips. Only her knickers and my shorts between us! Leaning in for a kiss she tries to push me away harder. I hold her firmly until I overcome her objections. As her arms buckle I take the first kiss. Not confident enough yet to slip my tongue into her mouth I continue kissing her. Just as I thought. Ravi : I touched your hands so many times, if you don’t mind, I wanna feel something else.Saying this, he came so close to me. My breathing started to become heavy. He kissed on my cheeks and I just closed my eyes. Then, he started to kiss my lips. He sucked them for a while, I was completely out of control by that and started to respond his kiss. Then, he broke the kiss.Me : Do you wanna feel my body?Ravi : Why not? Who loses such a great opportunity?I can see the lust in his eyes. I placed.