" I cried."But you are to remain grounded till the school starts." my Dad said from the living Room.And there I was to be home for a couple of weeks, ...nd do all the housework.Ahhhg I was upset to be in home, I watched all the Alicia Silverstone films and all the TV I could, I played video games and did nothing important till Mom fixed me the clothes for my new school. The uniform wasn't the best of the fashion, but it was a nun school after all, with some Gym Classes, Ballet and Tap and some. Yes sir I was trying to squeeze your cock to really see if you could feel anything. So stop always boasting about your dear Thangam.CEO – So the mangalore brahmin bitch is getting back at the tamil iyer mami is it ?Smita – What is mami sir?CEO – That is how we call brahmin ladies in chennai local lingo.Hey Smita the thought that you are from Mangalore turns me on, that too a brahmin girl, I thought that mangaloreans are very fair ?Smita – Not all of them , people to the north are fair as they. Her fingers lazily massaged her left nipple, already diamond hard from her naughty thoughts. The other hand slipping down between her legs, her fingers feeling the slickness of her arousal, the wetness literally dripping out of her. Closing her eyes, her hips already moving in time with her hand, her fingers rub her swollen pussy lips. Those fingers tracing their way up to her already puffy clit, and with a simple graze of it, an small orgasmic spasm shoots through her.With her eyes closed and. “OK, here’s the deal, if I don’t find the panties here, I will walk away and forget this moment and say no more of it. If however I find the garment then you must make restitution, is that fair?” She was close to him, her breath on his cheek so sweet he could taste it. He stood awe struck as the customer did not wait for a reply, he stared at her ass in the tight skirt as she began a search which he knew with certainty would reveal his guilt. There was no defence, there in her hands were not.