Her back was looking extremely sexy in her saree. My blood was getting all heated up. But my nervousness was coming in between. I squeezed some lotion...out of the bottle, and started applying it on the exposed region of her back. After I was done with it I was moving a bit back thinking that the job was done.Aunty called me and said, hey Rahul…Apply properly na, I was like what is she saying ???? I said, I toh applied na aunty. She said, only on some parts ??? What about my whole back ??? I was. She supposed she could ask The Boy about that, if she ever spoke to him that is.She put the jockstrap on, snugging it up against her pussy and giving the cup a little knock with her knuckles, then reaching around with both hands and slapping her butt cheeks, then grabbing them and squeezing.She sat on her bed and put on her sneakers without bothering with socks. The shoes were cheap, because she lost quite a few of them too, although not so many as the jockstraps. Next she went to her closet. When it was Jasmeet’s turn to bounce on his cock, they told him about Riya. “For sure, she got fucked today!” Jasmeet was gyrating her hips, fucking their daddy’s dick. Her sister was sitting on their father’s face, getting her pussy and ass licked after a hard fuck. Jasmine was whimpering, playing with her nipples as their father was tongue-fucking her cunt. There’s a tiny, sexy mole on one of her pussy lips. She knew he loved licking and biting her over there. There was another beauty mark. Even though we knew the bullies wereengaged on the hockey field, Lucinda chose to accompany me so we werenever alone. We chatted as we jogged over The Dumplin for we were notpushing ourselves."Can you ever see yourself getting married?" asked Lucy."I dunn'o," I replied, "Which girl should I marry, Melanie or Beatrice?"Lucy smiled and giggled."Become a Muslim or a Mormon, then you can marry both."I smiled and giggled at this idea."It sounds attractive, but what do Muslims or Mormons think of.