Because she worn a tight T-Shirt and Jean as per my condition low neck and visible belly button. Then we went cheppal shop. Salesmen are much exited t... see my girl friend in this low neck dress. I loved it.Tuesday:Malathi started using lip stick. And she completely changed her dressing style as per my wish. Her clothes are much revealing. Inviting men. I loved it.Wednesday:Then we went to satyam cinemas. She worn white coloured see thru chudi(sleeve less) With black bra. Every guy has nice view. She was able to roll over in trying to escape his grasp, but now he had her partly pinned, face up. and though she struggled she couldn't get off of the bed. He tossed her shirt to the far corner of the room, then grasped one wrist in each hand."Stop stripping me. Gimme back my shirt," she protested. "No," he said, "I want to show you how it feels. You're going to love it." He pressed his lips to one puffy nipple, and began to suck. She pushed against his arms, and wriggled, but made no. So light on her feet. The way her hair sways back and forth, how she sways her hips making her ass look even better.She then grabbed my hands lightly and guided them to her thin waist. She removed her hands and put them on the back of my head and kissed me lightly, almost as if she was teasing me. I slowly removed her shirt, anticipating her pink nipples. I put her shirt on the floor and kicked it to the side. We kissed each other more passionately now, our tongues swirling and dancing. We laid. ”Tracy’s words were silenced with a kiss. Karen placed her lips against Tracy’s and they shared an intimate, tender kiss, like only two women can share. Again, Tracy protested. “Karen, I’m not strong enough to withstand this kind of pressure. What about John?”“I need this. I want this! You want it too. Please, don’t make me go. Make love to me. Fuck me. Do whatever you want to me but don’t make me go.” The words choked up in her throat as the tears came. She couldn’t leave, she.