After while my eyes were over her gazing bare tummy, navel when she was pressing clutch or racer I was looking at her legs over saree her thighs were ...ubbing each other. I was looking at her stunning beauty when my eyes fell on her blouse my cock reacted throbbing inside my pant.Roma’s blouse was very tight it shows shape of boobs she notice me I was checking out her figure she smile by looking at me. I was no more in mood to chat with Roma just admiring her curves she also kept on moving. Fat is not something you need to worry about baby girl. He said patting my tummy as well. His hand was so warm, and so firm, it sent heat waves through my small body, which seemed to target my pussy. Good then they are all mine. I teased trying not to think about daddys hand on my young body, and how my pussy felt like it was on fire. DAMN! I just lost all those cookie in just one simple statement you dont play fair little girl. He grumped jokingly. I giggled, that was when I noticed that by. Maria quickly grabbed her other suit, a white bikini, stepping into it sliding the bottom of the suit up her lean legs, her fingers tugging the material up around her shapely thighs and ass. She slid the top up over her arms accommodating her heavy breasts into the cups.Feeling comfortable with the fit she reached behind and deftly secured the strap. She glanced at herself in the dresser mirror. Her bikini top was a tad too small and enhanced the size of her breasts. Embarrassed, not wanting to. "This one's a bit different; you can control the depth of the spikes from the outside with this wheel. Of course it's easy to get things wrong. Look at these," he pointed to two thick spikes in the head piece of the cabinet's door. "they'd pierce the eyes like cocktail sticks in olives." Greetje screamed again. "And Greetje here is unlucky too. I hear she suffers from claustrophobia. Isn't that right Harry?" Mmm," said Harry responding. "Yes, she was in a terrible state when we got her out from.