“Look! Aren’t they cute? They all fit inside each other like Russian nesting dolls.”“I have those, Rachael. Put them back.”“Are yours so n...w and shiny?” she asked.“Put them back.”She pouted and left, only to return with a propane lamp. “Hey, Gramps! Check this out! It’s a gas light. Let’s get it!”“I have one. Put it back.”“Fine!” She pouted again. “You’re no fun!”The clerk at the checkout waited. “All done, Sir?”“Yes. And make it quick before she comes back.”“Hey, Gramps! This is amazing! Can. Among them was my fav aunty Shobha. To say about her (stats 34-30-32) a sexy figure and can make any cock to salute her. In the beginning I didnt notice her at all. I was busy with friends and teasing girls on road.One similar day while coming home from college i saw 3 ladies standing near my and was waiting for their children to come. Shobha was standing there with pink saree. I could see her assets as her saree was bit transparent. I stood staring her and she caught me staring at her assets.. I have no past or no family. I am enjoying being a sex slave too much. Before the auction I am put on public display. There is no barrier between myself and the public. They can look at me and touch me. I cannot prevent it and I must accept it. Often times both men and women will tell me how desirable I look and how they want to fuck me. I forgot how many times I was told I am "pretty" by both men and women. I am really enjoying the attention! The only hard part for me is when no one is. Flicking my tongue around the edges and a little bit inside I give you a hint of what is to come. I smile and look up at you. Your hair is hanging down as you look down at me. With a little smile you run your fingers through my wet hair and give me a little push downward. I smile even bigger, and begin to unbutton your shorts. I kiss each centimeter of skin as it's exposed and pull your shorts and panties down with one steady motion. You step out with one leg and give them a little kick to the.