I usually workout in my terrace and I see her come up to their terrace and keep looking at me. I have also been noticing her and was just looking for ...the right opportunity and one came over the weekend. She came to my home and told my wife that she was preparing for a Paper presentation in her college and if she can get some help from me as I work in a software company. She was wearing a pink top and a white capiri which was just below her knee exposing her legs which were waxed to remove any. ”“Since you don’t, I don’t stroke the breasts that would expose.”“I don’t unbutton your shirt while your hands are busy.”“So, we don’t kiss while skin touches skin.”“We don’t even kiss with tongue touching tongue, delightful as that taste is.”“Because it’s Lent, I don’t hold you against me with one hand cuddling a breast and the other stroking your marvelous pussy though your clothes.”“Then I don’t rub my derriere across your groin to feel your cock harden.”“And I don’t slip my hand in the. Then I received another picture of Jia sucking wine from Ann’s navel hole. In the picture, the boobs of Jia were hanging and her nipples were touching the soft thighs of Ann. She was looking at the camera while sucking the wine from Ann’s navel. Jia’s ponytail hair was loose and was covering her face partly. But I saw her eyes and it looked tired. I knew they would have already had several rounds by then. I also saw a dildo and a strap-on on the bed.“You are really making me mad, Jia. When I. When she walked up to me she whispered, "Honey, I think I may have gone a little too far," and lifted up her skirt. Her panties were torn in pieces, and hanging off one of her thighs. Her pussy was red and soaked.She saw my look of surprise and confessed. "That was John. When I stood next to him, he turned me around and put his hands under my skirt. He ripped my panties a bit and pushed them to the side. and. . . and. . ." ...and what?" I insisted."Well, he pushed his thing up in me, sweetie..