. and slowly run the tip of my index finger first up...then back down the full length of your slit...just between your swollen lips....Suddenly...just... when you think you are about to tell me we shouldn’t be doing this here....I run my finger down between your lips once more....and insert my middle finger right up to the knuckle! You gasp...and stare into my eyes with that hungry look ...as your thighs clamp around my hand initially..and then open to allow me to slowly finger you...right. After that we became more close and used to talk more intimately. Even our talk went to sex talks. We used to share our nude pics and also started doing Phone Sex.It was my time to go home and we planned to meet some day. It was night 10 PM. We met at her place as her husband was out for their home place with her kid. I entered her house silent and she just closed the door.We were sitting on sofa and watching TV talking nonsense. We both were eagerly waiting for the 1st step and waiting each. She groaned and said "Ooh! can you rub my back". While we were still hugging, I pulled up the back of her shirt and starting rubbing her back. I took my hands from underneath her shirt and started to unbutten it from the front.Joyce looked me in the eye as I kept unbuttoning the shirt. I told her to sit down, then I stood behind her and began to message her shoulders. I squeezed her shoulder muscles and neck muscles, then I took my hands and grabbed her breasts really hard. She took a deep. He had met her in Amritser when his company was stationed there. She was the daughter of a wealthy merchant who had a grand home in the hills above the town. She and her mother had journeyed there from England to see her father. To pacify the mother’s dislike of India, her husband had organised balls at his home, to which the officers of the regiment had been invited. He had been infatuated by her at first sight, and although there had been plenty of others vying for her attention, she seemed.