When she came to pick up the tab, I had a question for her."Rather than stay home and be bored this Saturday, why don't you join me for a nice dinner?..." I asked."Avery chuckled and said, "I think I'm washing my hair on Saturday," as she put the receipt folder down in front of me.Stan laughed and I was a little crushed. "Well, I would have never forgiven myself if I didn't ask. I hope you don't hold it against me."Avery winked at me and told us to have a nice day and to come back soon. Before she. She looked at me pausing and then I inserted my hand sidewise into the saree feeling the poking nipple evidently no bra inside. She hissed softly. I removed the pallu and moved my fingers near the blouse border line slowly from her right shoulder feeling the inside skin then to her right boob trying to bring it out a little then to the cleavage rubbing my fingers.I bent down to kiss her neck nibbling every inch of her neck. Now I was moving my fingers from her left blouse borderline from. ” I saw Mrs Wisniewski stiffen. “The people we were with were just like us and very friendly.”Mrs Wisniewski frowned. “Friendly?”“Yes. Young people from the FDJ escorted us around Berlin, Dresden and Leipzig, showing us the sights and talking to us about their country. They are very much like us.”I could see Mrs Wisniewski blinking. This was not what she was expecting – or wanting – to hear. Then she gathered herself.“But Willi, I told you to read between the lines and behind their words.. Ginny’s hand stroked him. “You... you don’t have any regrets do you?” He shook his head. “You?” She smiled and shook her head too. “No point is there?” she said quietly. “We did what we did and both enjoyed ourselves, well, I did anyway. So what’s the point?” He kissed her. “I enjoyed myself too.” Ginny cupped his testicles. “I’m glad.” “W... would you do it again?” “Would you let me?” Sean nodded. “I... I... ” “Enjoyed it?” He nodded again. Ginny sank to her knees and took hold of his cock..