A few more dialogues were exchanged till the point was reached when Sarla fell on her knees and said “Please babu. I will do anything for you to agr...e. Anything at all.” That was the limit! Her cleavage was visible. Aunt Sarla’s cleavage,!! Famous all over the village among teenage boys as well as girls and also a few grown-up men. There it was artistic and erotic. And she was requesting me.I knew I shouldn’t do it. No, my future was at stake. But my ferocious lust got the better of me this. I'll catch up with you again tomorrow." Okay, I'll let you go," he answered. "But click the 'Send Log' button and forward the log data to me or Mark!" Yeah, yeah, we'll see. Goodbye!"I guess I felt bad about lying to him, but it still didn't make any sense. He knows how much I distrust cell phones and internet providers, and there was no way I was going to send anything to him and Mark without knowing what I was sending. I used the app to send the log data to myself.According to the log, I had. I was shell-shocked. They were deeply kissing and massaging each other’s boobs. Seeing the shock on my face, Chandhu said, yes we do lesbian stuff too, so unless you want to miss your first threesome, join us. How can any man say no to that?I went directly for Mounica’s boobs, kept one in my mouth and the other in my left hand. It is true, that Chandhu’s boobs got bigger, but they were nothing compared to Mounica’s boobs. They were big, juicy and tasty. I held on to them until Chandhu got angry. You duck under the descending, thorny branches of an overgrown tree and move without haste - something the creature chasing you didnt care to mimic as it sprinted on all fours into the spiky bramble.You exit the bush and finally risk your first glance back - the furry mammal is roaring and tearing against the vines. Held, but you could see it breaking free.“Fuck,” you breathe as you turn and run further down the road. Your eyes dart to the left. Before the bombs, this would have been a pleasant.