Swetha was willing to show me her breasts but not at that time. So, the plan began.The next day morning (a Sunday), my mom and her mom went to the mar...et. Her dad had work and her brother left for coaching classes. I was alone with my cousin. I was still in bed when she finished her bath.Swetha then came into the room with her towel wrapped around her. She was walking by when I pulled her towel off and there it was – her tear-drop shaped fleshy breasts and her medium-sized erect brown nipples!. My ordered had already arrived. I packed all my cd stuff. 2 bras , 2 panties, 1 shorts , 1 mini skirt, heels, wig, makeup, a black transparent saree, red blouse, a crop top. I wore a red bra and panty. And wore a jeans and t-shirt on top. I also masturbated as I was so horny thinking about the trip.It was 4 pm and Rohit called me to come down. I took my bag and went down. I saw a red SUV. Rohit waved me from inside. I went in and sat behind with Rohit. Palash was driving and Priya was beside. We’re all allowed to be wrong sometimes, right? I hastily ripped open the packaging to find a beautifully and ornately carved wooden chest inside, protected with several layers of bubble wrap. The chest was very well built, with thick walls, and very heavy. Like a little kid at Christmas I picked it up and shook it, trying to figure out what was inside. It was silent. I looked at the front of the chest to see if I could possibly guess the combination, but that wouldn’t be possible. The lock was. It is almost like a physical pain when I pose for him and receive nothing in return. He was my teacher and he taught me the pleasure of posing for him, but like a stern disciplinarian master he took it away from me without even a single regret. At first we fought about it many times. But the arguments would always end with him winning, because he was so much more brilliant that I was with his words and he was very persuasive and could make me accept whatever he said, even despite myself. He.