From the rear of her I could she her fingers work gently between the folds of her pussy, her finger briefly dipping into the depths of her still hidde... delights. I could hear her breath quicken and her back stiffen slightly as she intoxicated me with the view. Standing once more, I watched as she hooked her thumbs either side of her panties and edge them slowly down over her swaying hips. As they fell, Michelle pushed her bottom towards the screen and I could see the briefest glimpse of her. She watched what appeared to be a young boy lurking on the corner of thestreet who seemed to be taking occasional glances toward her house, thiswas the third day in a row she had seen him standing there. She made anote to herself to set the alarm and turn on the security cameras beforeshe left for work.She turned away from the window taking a long sip of her coffee and lookedaround the room with a sigh. This would have been her room, she thought toherself. She had decorated it fairly plainly. And Puru’s intention was to fuck me. He opened the straps of my sandal and asked me to remove my sandals. As I did, he asked me to let the salwar and underwear go out of my feet.He pulled them out and was placed on my suit, along with bra which was already there. Puru asked me to wear my sandals back. I wore my sandals and he left the strap undone. Now I was standing all naked in front of Puru, with few glass bangles in hand, few jewelry and high heels.Due to bending down my open hairs came to. Maybe she was rebellious. Maybe she was breaking from tradition. Maybe she wasn’t the best daughter. But she was a bright girl, she could do more with her life, and she was bound to prove it. She lied her head off to her parents about chastity and coming back when she was done getting a degree, and she had meant none of it.She got the distinct impression that the couple they had met were fully aware of all the things going on behind the scenes. They just seemed like they would notice that kind.