" I flick my fingers over your hardening nipple as I remove my hand from your chest. I hear you draw in a sharp breath. "I have to admit," I say, "I...'ve wanted to do that since we met, too." "And how was it?" You ask. "Nice," I say. And then on reflection, "Really nice. Amazing." "It's good to hear that," you say smiling. There's a tone of sincerity in your voice. "I don't hear it enough. Sometimes... I just need to be reminded." "Jesus," I swear. "If I was your husband, I'd never let you. With my knees folded, I pulled up my pant, buttoned it up and then came out of Soma’s pallu. Then I put Soma’s arm in her bra strap, slipped the bra from her arm hole one by one and hooked it up for her. As we did it under cover of her sari pallu outsiders who saw us thought we are hugging each other. I kissed Soma and then helped her to button up her blouse. Once Soma adjusted her dress, she asked for her panty, I said — I want to keep it. She kissed me and said, “why did you not ask me. "But what did you expect," he said to himself, "a leather catsuit?" I'm sorry?" Allison's words snapped George's attention back as he realised he'd been muttering to himself."Err, Cat, I saw a cat. On the road," George said quickly, recovering. "I wondered if it was yours."Allison looked at him as though he was behaving more than a little oddly. "No," she said, "I don't have a cat." Well, let's go," George thought it would be better to change the subject. "Did you have anywhere in mind, because. I could not rip my gaze from that strip, and in fact let my eyes follow the trail down. The puffy and very bare lips of her pussy bulged beneath the tight silk. I was being slowly tortured and nearly came, when she opened her thighs wide to steady her body. A thin sheen of sweat covered my forehead and upper lip, as I rubbed harder and faster. My own slit was drenched. I was about to cum, just from staring at her almost bare, upturned ass. With thighs trembling and ragged breathing, I let.