They spent a couple days and nights in the city. Lovemaking more comfortable, intense and louder. He found Singapore crowded, fascinating and repressi...ve. Though the repressiveness made it one of the most pristine cities he’d ever seen. He liked his cities to have some dirt. Some texture. Nevertheless, it was interesting.They did end up back at the house, spending hours on the beach at night, which was profoundly lovely. Too many people around to make love, though both of them wanted to.The last. I got a hard-on when she raised her hands as she wanted to roll the sleeves till her elbow. Her shirt slid up, and I could see skin. Also, her jeans were worn pretty low, and her red panties were seen. Boy, was I turned on. She went to wash, and when she came out, her 2 shirt buttons were open.I guess she had forgotten and told her about it. She said that her shirt got wet, and so she had to leave them open. She said it would dry soon. She sat across me, and I could see her cleavage. The. Pandi stood up and kissed Mr. Smith on his lips. They kissed a few times as he began removing his suit jacket, placing it over the chair Pandi in which Pandi was sitting. He then took his hands and began unbuttoning her top, exposing her lace bra that held her voluptuous breasts. He took her shirt completely off, dropping it on the floor. He passionately kissed her, first on her lips, then down her neck. Pandora loved how gentle his kisses were down her neck. She took her hand and began rubbing. "You'll choke. Little sips."Being Heather, she ignored me, gulping and fighting me until the glass was empty. She let out a gust of air after having held her breath for some time. Her face turned to look at me. Her eyes were so green. I'd never noticed how bright green they were. They looked empty somehow. I was suddenly aware that there had been some talk about possible brain damage. I felt something grip my heart and squeeze tightly."Heather?" I asked, hopefully.She blinked and suddenly those.