She gave a gentle foot massage to my stocking-clad foot, which seemed rather unorthodox and yet I really enjoyed it, as she continued talking, her voi...ce mixed with her tender touch allowing me to shift into a tranquil state. ‘Sleep, Katherine, sleep. Allow your mind to leave you and come to me. Sleep, Katherine, sleep. Allow your body to leave you and come to me. Sleep, Katherine, sleep. Allow Tara inside your mind. Sleep, Katherine, sleep. Allow yourself to go and trust utterly the words and. These next few days are going to be tortuous.“Yum, I like, very sexy.” was my reply. “Then here’s another.” I read the reply waiting for another picture message from her. When it came in, I almost had a heart attack. It was of her completely naked, spread eagle on what appears to be her bed, on her back from between her legs facing towards her face. She must have shaved before taking the picture because her pussy was hairless, just the way I like it. I wanted to send her one of me, I’d have to. We started with slow kissing which turned out to be a fifteen minutes intense and deep kissing session. I was so lost in the kiss that I lost track of time. By the way, she was a good kisser. Brownie point for me was that she was an experienced lady. I always crave for women older than me.So coming back to the story. She started fondling with my cock and I started fondling her huge tits. They were soft as feather and white as milk. I started undressing her. I unhooked her bra and her tits fell. "Thank you so much for holding my bag. Those toilets don't haveanywhere to hang them up while you're doing your business."Terry moved his right arm round to gestsure for her to take her bagback. "No problem, here you go," he replied eager to be rid of it.Ms Thornbury turned her head in his direction, with a warm, unmockingsmile she said, "Would you mind, I would think it so sweet of you tocarry my bag for me?"Terry was stumped, after a moment and not saying a word he selfconsciously retracted.