other for years. Occasionally, she would lean over to fumble about in her handbag for something, giving me a great view of her breasts over the "v" of her dress which was very low cut. I had a definite feeling she was doing this on purpose, my crotch was aching now, after being turned on for such a long time. Luckily a table shaded it from view but I had a funny feeling that whilst looking in her handbag she glanced up at the tent I was making. However she didn’t seem to