To encourage him further I undid one hook of mycholi so now a very large portion of my boobs was visible{since thatday I was wearing a choli which had...only three hooks} to thetongewala in the dim light of the lalten{old fashioned torch used inthe rural area} that was hanging from the top of the tonga.thetongewala got the signal right and said further ‘bibiji kabhi maukatau dekar dekhiye hamare ghode ko,sawari ker ke aap ka dil khoosh hojayyega poora maja na aaye tau naaam badal doonga’.i. Jia was undulating in response to Erica's tongue and roaming hands.Then Erica pulled back and stripped off her own top and bra so the two girls could make out and rub nipples and hug tightly as I looked on and stroked my rock hard cock.Seeing those two young bodies writhing together on my couch, entwined and kissing, was just so incredible. Erica had a hand down Jia's pants grabbing her ass. Eventually they were both down to their panties, and each girls hands were rubbing each others. She didn’t look like a ‘lesbian’, if that’s even a thing, and if that’s what you’re wondering. It was an unlikely script. And it all started with, ‘I love your haircut’.Coco Chanel once stated, ‘A woman who cuts her hair is about to change her life’. It’s true. I was announcing, without really announcing, ‘moving on’ with the ‘breakup cut’. The let’s-cut-it-all-off-haircut was a statement of personal empowerment, an adieu to an affecting three-year relationship with a Hungarian woman I had. I'm naked for the same reason you are." So, it's easy to get back and forth between the sides?" he asked."Only with the right key card or key codes," she told him. "They don't think people trying to get to the other side will be a problem, but they built it secure, anyway." She paused after that exchange, then had a flash of insight. "You're thinking about Mary, aren't you?"Barbara had come over to continue and even escalate the humiliation campaign. Julia believed her imposing appearance would.