The second Indian man quickly turned to stare at Andrea’s boobs. He looked at his friend and said something with a big smirk on his face. Andrea hea...rd him say in broken English “I like this country very much!”Meanwhile Joanne had bent over to get something off a lower shelf. The back of her shorts rode up and half of her ass cheeks were exposed. This again caught the stunned older man’s eye. He fumbled a bottle of juice her was taking out of the refrigerated section. The plastic bottle bounced. He was buying a strap for his watch. The old fellow at the shop hesitantly asked madhu “sir if you don’t mind can I say something”? madhu nodded and the fellow said. You both are made for each other sir. Very lovely pair. We both looked into each others eyes and my face was red blushing. Then we went to park sat on a bench, one boy about 11yrs old I guess was selling flowers. I said ok I will buy because I love jasmine flowers and the little boy is trying to make some money by selling them.. The realisation made him well up inside. His mother had wanted to know what was wrong, was he ill? Kris just shook his head, trying to covertly wipe the tears from his eyes. It would be wrong to say that Kris's parents had been happy about letting him bring an older man around. They thought him vulnerable and innocent, they being oblivious to his former career. Poor things, Kris thought, they don't realise I've gone ahead and grown up without asking permission first. It had been hard to say. I took her hands away from my cock, which had stopped moving as she faced the questions that would determine the rest of our relationship. “Yes, what?” she asked nervously. “Just YES.” “Now undress, whilst I look at you,” I told her, and lay back on the bed, to see how she would react. She slowly stripped, sensuously, with just a hint of tease, until she stood naked in front of me, her full breasts pink tipped and hard. I let her stand there for a while, telling her not to move. Then I stood up.