At the time she never ever take cares of her dressing. She used to wear very cheap sarees in which used look like street hooker. Her saree pallu(Munda...ai) will never cover either her both boob nor her big open flat belly and hips. Her pallu will go between her boobs from the side of her hip. Most of the time she used to wear contrast coloured bras. Very rarely she wont wear bra… and tht time we will be over joy. Now we started to help in her work either in her home or in her shop only to admire. The mood suddenly changed to an intense curiosity. I am sure all of us wondered about who this "guest" would be. Many of us stared at each other with a look of bewilderment tracing our faces, yet none of us spoke about it."So, how is your new job Richard?" Mark asked, nervously, trying to change the subject and break the embarrassing silence.Everyone in the group stared right at me.I was caught off guard and placed "on the spot," so to speak. Nervously, I answered. I began talking about my new. It grew bigger, and bigger, not seeming to stop. Until finally it was erect, hard, massive. Penny gasped in shock at the size. The thing was, as the old saying went, hung like a horse. Only it’s cock looked wrong some how. As if it was twisted around itself. Then the tongue inside her moved up to her clitoris.“Oh fuck.” Penny gasped sharply at the feel of it licking at her. Again the creature’s tongue moved perfectly against her. Licking with just the right amount of pressure against. I'm sorry but I don't think we know you and I've always told him to be careful who he talks to."The girl nodded. "I understand. It was nothing. I just had the urge to say hello. I'd best be on my way. Nice meeting you." She gave the boy a short wave and watched as they made their way back up the beach to where their chairs, baskets, and things were laid out on the sand."What is your name?" she called after him.The boy stopped and looked up at his Grandmother who nodded. He stepped forward a few.