Finally I drop my hands and concede defeat, an amused grin crosses your face. With an easy movement you are up and offering me a hand, pulling me acro...ss the beach towards a large piece of driftwood till we can sit down behind it offering me some modicum of cover until I dry out a bit.I am at a loss for words, and you don't seem to mind sitting here quietly. Your closeness is penetrating my confusion from the jolt I had received. To have something to put my mind on other than your tanned chest,. While she blowing, her breasts are touching my body. I acted like I got slipped due to the soap in the floor and landed my face on her boobs and my hands are holding her hip.Then, we started to kiss each other. We played with our tongue for 10 mins. Then, I opened the shower and she is completely wet in her saree. I started to kiss her all over her body. She asked me to move to the bedroom. I pushed her to bed. She was lying in front of me in wet. I removed her saree and kissed her navel. Now, this is a first; she has never stopped talking. I begin to laugh. I think she has embarrassed herself. Determined to take advantage of her awkward predicament I question, “Besides what?”“Never mind.”“No Sara, we are talking. You started this conversation, so continue.”She shifts her body and leans against the bar. “I could hear you and Mom in bed at night you know.”“And this embarrasses you?”“No.”“Then why are you embarrassed?”She looks at me, tapping her fingers on the countertop. “You. Plus-let's face it-Warren is easygoing. He won't fight for his rights until it gets really bad." Yeah, but I will," Sophia asserted. "I love you Jess-but I love him, too. And I prefer men, sexually. I love having sex with you, but I'm not going to forget Warren, believe me. You're not that good."Jessie cracked up laughing. "True. And you're not as good as he is, either. Except he doesn't lactate. Anyhow, though, I wasn't just talking about sex. I almost turned you down on coming with you today,.