"Tell me, sissy, are they satin or lacetonight? I didn't see a panty line like I usually do when you're here.Are you wearing a thong perhaps?" I... uh...hh..." Peter stammered."Do it, sissy! Drop your pants and let me see your panties!" Peter'shands moved woodenly to his belt and began to unbuckle it. "That'sright, sissy. C'mon." Peter unbuttoned the waistband of his jeans andhooked his thumbs into the sides of his now open pants. "Good, sissy.Now slide them down slowly. Show me your sissy ass in. My fingers grew sticky with paint. It splattered across the counter as I worked in a frenzy of creation. I just let my instincts go. I wanted to create a tableau.I wanted my body to be the same riot of tie-dyed colors as my panties.I groaned as I rubbed bright yellow across the lips of my pussy. I shuddered, trembling. I was so glad I'd shaved my pussy last night. It was all gone. No nasty, black hair to get in the way of the wonderful yellow coating my vulva.My clit throbbed as I bathed even. Bhi jugad liyafir kya tha dheere dheere usse phone pe baatein shuru hone lagi fir ek dinmeri bhohot jid karne ke baad humne movie jaane ka plan banaya maine corner ki do tickets khareed li , hall mai kuch khas bheed nahi thi jis row mai hum baithe the us row ke doosrie taraf ek couple baitha hua tha , well phir movie chalu huyi 20 se 25 min baad humne deekha ki baju wale couple ek doosre ko kiss kar rahe the ye dekh parul ne mujhe dekha aur thoda sharmai , phir dheere se maine uska haath pakad. At around 10 pm, my uncle moved to the bedroom and my mother followed him. He then hugged her tightly, grabbed her ass and started pressing her breasts over the saree. Their lips were glued together.This happened for 15 minutes and then he slowly undressed mom by pulling her pallu down and then her blouse. She was now standing in her bra and panties.As my mother got laid on the bed, my uncle removed his clothes. My mother sat down and instructed him to come towards her. She then grabbed his.