I was about to decline, when she added that she didn’t live far away. At that, I agreed with alacrity, and followed her car as she drove out of the ...car park.When we pulled up outside her home I followed her up the path and through the back door into the kitchen. If she had seemed a little shy and reserved in the supermarket, she was quite different in her own surroundings. As soon as she shut and locked the back door she quickly stepped close, put her arms around me and began to kiss me. ”To say he startled me would be fair. I’d lost myself in a very steamy story, one that was really pushing all the right buttons and making a mess of my pussy. “Shit. Oh, Hi. Sorry, It is?” I managed, blushing as I pushed my thighs together in an attempt to appear demure and innocent, wrinkling my nose with exasperation. David rarely locked it. Why today?“Keys hanging by the fridge, I think?”“Thanks.” He started to turn, paused for a moment, eyes focused not on my face, but on my tits. I raised. Quite a different taste this time. Much stronger."Again."Returning the spit, I sucked much harder this time, and knew that the powerful salad I just created was ready to be served. I stood up and met her eye to eye. She just stared at me, and as intentionally innocent as she could, opened her mouth. I leaned in and dripped that naughty salad right into her mouth. Ananya spread it all around inside there, even licking her gums, a look in her eyes like she was critiquing."This isn't a salad, is. . Then her legs closed and I looked up to see her smiling at me and then looking at my crotch and the bulge that I was trying to hide...She then started to rub her thighs together, very slowly for a few moments and then stopped, she then crossed her legs and her dress was sitting at the top of her thighs.I could see her beautifully tanned thighs just above the lacy elastic of her hold up stockings all I wanted to was place my head in her lap and inhale deeply, to smell her and allow my head.