””HUMMMM…. AAO NA DARLING WAIT MAT KARAO…” and she started movin my cloths. Manisha was watching it all and was smiling .but she kept drinki...g without saying any word.I was running my hands in pooja’s hairs and kissing her cheeks till then Manisha was doing nothing but kept on drinking small sips of beer. Then I started fondling pooja’s boobs on top of the t shirt.Pooja started to get horny and she was moaning like uhmmmmm aaaaaaahhhhhh. Manisha was still drinking and giving me smiles and I was. Most had their shirts off by now and were winding down when one of them lit up a joint and passed it round. It got to me and I though oh what the hell, and took a few puffs and handed it on. It was a wonderful feeling and relaxed me even more which was great after all the dancing we had been doing. After a few more puffs on the joint, I was ready to go home, and then Ryan asked me if I was sure I wanted to go just yet. He looked into my eyes, then leaned in and kissed me on the lips. It must. Her hair was a deep brown with red highlights. She kept the hair in a short ponytail, which help to draw attention to an elegant neck. Her face was not one of classic beauty, but it had character thanks to a couple of nearly invisible scars on her chin and cheek. It was obvious that she was missing meals occasionally though, as she was almost painfully thin, with some of her ribs showing against her skin. Her breasts also suffered a bit from her light weight, appearing deflated against her. Sister Sarah had had me filing and shaping them for some time nowbut despite being much more tidy and well-shaped, they were getting tothe stage where they interfered with all my "tasks" in a big way.Sister Sarah had me applying nail strengthener twice a day, not that theywere brittle, but she wanted to make sure that they would accept theincreased length without problems.Problems!Perhaps not as far as she was concerned. No frequent breakages perhaps,but plenty of problems for me in trying to.