He then called out to someone and this beautiful black young girl came walking round the corner asking what he wanted.He told her he needed her help a...nd also wanted to introduce her to their new sex toy. She smiled as she saw me and hered what he said and she asked what my name was and as I went to reply he said that it was Kazita or slut/bitch/whore or what ever they wanted to call me. She smiled and introduced herself as Sarah and told me she was Sirs wife....Wife... she was not much older. .and my shirt was completely open from front, although still hanging….Now I felt his hand creeping over my bra….for the first time….i felt some fingers touching the under side of my breast….slowly thought he pawed my boobs….and he almost wanted to take them off my chest….he was pulling, pinching….and licking my neck….His other hand was now under my skirt….slowly moving to my panty…..he was rubbing me there…..Me: ssssssssssaaaaaaaahhhhhh Roshanssssssss enough pls stop….sssssssssssRoshan was now. I grab your tits in my hands as i pull on your nipples I tell you I want you so fucking badly! " Hehehe, you'll get it when I am damn well ready to give it to you!", you replyI pull on your nipples harder as I squeeze them in my fingertips, you exhale and slowlyslide my cock further into your waiting wet hole, then pull off! " I told you I like to tease!", you snicker.As I start to say something you plunge down hard and grab my hands pressing them against your full voluptuous breasts and pull. I was born when she was 20, and later my parents got divorced when I was in 3rd standard. I have a faint memory of him. My mom always wear sari to work , Her style was such that from the front side , no one will see any skin but with little effort people standing behind her and on the sides could easily peek and see the entire cleavage. It mostly happened in buses while I am traveling with her, I could see men peeking into her blouse. She never cared to hide them.Sometimes I even seen people.