Some wear nothing under their skirts and dance with legs apart, deliberately allowing the skirts to ride up over their hips in a blatantly erotic disp...ay of sexuality. These are the ones I really love to explore as unseen, I slither up between their heaving thighs and nestle just below the glistening pink wetness of their cunts.I breathe in the heady aromas I find there and wallow in the juices as they occasionally drip onto me, arousing me, inflaming my lust.My other being senses my lust and. “Maybe 15-20 minutes.” “Put your hands on the counter,” he ordered. Raj uncle then placed a glass of water on the back of each of my hands. I was confused, “What are these for?”“This is for your training. Now don’t move. If you spill any water from these glasses, I will punish you.” Raj uncle placed both hands on my breasts. “I want you to tell me what I’m doing to you?”“You’re playing with my nipples,” I whispered. “Say it loud, clear, and dirty,” he pinched and twisted my nipples. I squealed,. Under a wide belt of jeans material came a mini-skirt, whose lower half consisted of pleats. It was to die for. I fellin love with it on the spot. In a flash I drew it over my head andbuttoned it on. Then, smiling, I twirled in front of Mom.She was astonished. "It appears that you like it." Yes, Mom. Very good. But the other dress is nice, too. Now I havesomething sensible to wear." Ooops, I shouldn't have said that, althoughI meant it 100%. "I mean, in comparison to the other clothes," I. "How's it going, Jack?" the voice in the phone said. Jack realized it was Don Kutzley he was talking to."Pretty good," he said. "Plant's running smooth, right now." You got a few minutes so we can go someplace and talk?" Sure, Gary's here, he can keep an eye on things," Jack said. "I'll be right up." Not here," Don said. "Let's go someplace. I'll come down and pick you up." Whatever you say, Chief," Jack said, wondering what was up. "I'll be here."A few minutes later, Musgrave was standing.