“We need some cooling agent on his body, get me some Chandan (sandalwood)”, said Jyoti. Soon two tubes of Chandan arrived. “Beta, Chandan gives ...ou some coolness”, Damini aunty tried to explain to me. Before I could muster the strength to answer back, Damini aunty took a dollop of Chandan paste and rubbed it on my shoulders and arms. I was told to turn my back so that the two ladies could rub Chandan on my back as well.They were surely doing a meticulous job spending good ten minutes rubbing. As time was passing I also enjoyed the show and my hand was inside my pant…Oh, girl suck my dick girl..My ruwani you nasty girl..Suck it faster and faster suck my fucking cock-shout the boy..Then I learned male rod is known as dick or cock.. I felt there is huge urge coming from me telling I also want a cock..Boy’s cock was covered with ruwani’s saliva ..Making it shiny…they were dripping on to his..Mm I don’t know the sack like thing beneath the cock.Suddenly boy made ruwani to stop sucking. “Alexander has already put away lunch." Would you bring us some?"Jason hand on the doorknob, looked back at me incredulously."Hey," I said. "If you want to blackmail me, you better keep me happy."His eyebrows rows. "Why do I need to keep you happy if I'm the one doing the blackmailing?" Because you want me to do you favors and not beat the crap out of you."Jason smiled lopsidedly. "As if you could." He glanced at Tyler, then back at me."Jason," I said. "I'm sorry."He frowned. "I'll tell. We didnt need to be asked twice. We ran down to the beach and walked to the pier where we boldly entered the pier house wearing nothing but paint. There were a few customers mostly male fishermen in the pier house. It wasnt long before all eyes were following us as we walked thru the store. We took our time as we looked at swimsuits on the rack and checked out some fishing equipment as everyone there seemed to be checking us out. To complete our little show we even ordered a couple of hot dogs.