Looking down I noticed that my wet white top was sticking to my skin. My small nipples were clearly visible protruding through the top and the small b...ulges of my breasts were vaguely obvious. The panties were also sticking to my body. You could make out the curves and bulges of my ass, from behind. The top fell just short of the start of my panties. She was brushing the sand of my body. Her hands were moving around my body. I could feel her hands on my skin through the wet clothes. She was. Her boyfriend took hold of my chin and throat and grabbed hold of my hair pulling my head as far back as he could. His girl friend laid down on her back and cried out '...make him eat my pussy baby, make him eat my pussy...' Her boyfriend pushed my face down into her vagina as he ground his stiff penis into my anus. She reached down and took hold of my head rotating my face around her vagina squealing as she did so. This seemed to invigorate her boyfriend as he picked up the pace of his. Our friendship grew slowly over the next two months, we went to lunch often and talked about my work, but there always remained this barrier. It was an intangible thing that prevented Ratna and I from getting closer. But Ratna’s smile was a delight; her hair smelled like wildflowers, a hand full of breasts, she was so pretty… I wanted to take her to dinner, to a movie, to kiss her, ravage her, fuck her.. But I couldn’t bring myself to cross this threshold.”You know, I installed the washing. There in the entry after the click of the door I pull her in closer kissing her again only this time deeply. With the hum of her light moan I reach up unbuttoning the top latch of her blouse, not being stopped I proceed until she’s naked before me. I find the light blush to her cheeks charming as I lean in and whisper in her ear that she will be just fine. Then I take her hand in mine and lead her to the other side of the house in the master quarters. We walk past the bed and into the bathroom.