I shouted that I was cumming and Connie moved her left hand to catch my love juice. It took me over two minutes to finish, I looked and saw a huge amo...unt of my cum in her palm. Connie, carefully stood up and held her hand to my mouth and I licked my cum from it. “I need to go to the bathroom,” Connie smiled, “I am feeling very hot now.” I knew that she needed to relieve herself and I quickly said, “I can help you if you like.” Connie smiled and said, “My daughter won’t let you see or touch. One day there was a cricket match & everybody in my building had gone to the reception hall to watch the cricket match I am not a huge fan of cricket so I stayed that back. I went to the 17th Floor on purpose to get a glimpse of her as I knew her husband is busy watching Cricket outside with friends. And she was alone. She was standing alone, and I pretended to be exhausted and said, “Hi, Aunty Paani milega.” She turned and as soon as she saw me her smile brightened as if she wanted me to show. Sunday night I told Karen to go put on something that she could slip off real easy; but reminded her no underwear. She chose a white blouse and simple black skirt.We got in the car and drove to Tottenham Court Road; where we walked towards London's famous Soho. I could tell Karen was becoming excited and she kept up a constant chatter about how she was looking forward to whatever I had planned for her.We turned into Soho Square and walked amongst the sex shops; I pulled Karen to me and said. ”“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 waist of your skirt to play with the hair on your mound.”“Then I don’t open my waist band to remove my skirt.”“I don’t take off my trousers and hang them and your skirt.