Place was sleepy. It was a small market area. Almost all shops were closed. Aashu took her clothes and got down. I followed her. I looked in my watch,... it was 12.30 of night. I was asking her to stop but she entered into a shop having shutter half closed. We bend and entered. It was a tailoring shop. Inside one man with lots of grey hair was seated and stitching. He was alone. He looked at us and said, “ dukan bund ho gaya hai…diwali ke baad aayeeyega (shop is closed., now come after diwali) .”;. How lucky could a guy get! After the event was over, we all agreed to stay in touch and then shared our contact info. We also agreed to meet up for lunch over the holidays, sort of a mini-reunion, which we did. Again, this event was a total blast, plus the seating arrangement was repeated and so were the attendees. Because it was in a restaurant, we sat in a booth and so Cheryl and I were sitting closer together, our hips and thighs touching the whole time. Occasionally, she would slip her. I was fantasizing that it was my hands feeling her smooth skin. My cock was as hard as I had ever known it and watching Amy while wearing those soft panties was heaven. She sat down on the bed against the headboard and put her legs up. She picked up a magazine and began leafing through it. Depending on her motions I often could not see her breasts encased in her bra. However her lovely legs running all the way to her tight panties was always in view. My hands caressed my hips through the. A presence holds her there, a noise penetrates the stillness the girl cannot speak or move, She hears the figure stop before He reaches her and hears a soft, yet strong voice echo she senses rather than sees the figure entering the room and feels eyes piercing her. She remains on her knees in the centre of the room, totally naked, a frission of trepidation runs through her body."Do not move one inch girl"Her breath catches in her chest and she remains still at His command, eyes now closed..