No belief in what he and the others had about Xendra.Kindra was staring at Ambrose him having stopped amid sentence. “Mister Kitty god? Are you alri...ht?”Ambrose suddenly looked at Kindra then started to laugh. Holding her close he kissed her cheek, “I am now Kindra much, much better! What do you say that we go talk to everyone? I have a feeling they are waiting to hear from me, what do you think?”Kindra’s eyes went large then she nodded. “That would be good they are lonely for you also I. I stared at the ceiling in my room playing the film of how it should be. The slow roll of her head backwards, her mouth opening as a small gasp of surprise and pleasure escaped. I imagined the motion, the sound, but I was in her apartment underneath her. Beneath her for every sharp intake of breath, for every squeezing of her pussy around me as she got a step closer to her pleasure, for every scream as she peaked, for every orgasm I could draw from her body with mine.He changed nothing.My. I think it was from her party days in the eighties. I could never picture myself wearing it, but she encouraged me to try it on. I turned to change in another room, but she said that was silly and I would relax faster if I just change in the room with her. I realized that she was probably right. So I dropped my shorts and put the skirt on."I see you've got the same hairy bush that I inherited from mom."I was kind of embarrassed, so she dropped her shorts and showed me hers. She was wearing. Shah pulled the saree from my petticoat. And in few seconds my saree was removed by these two people. Dr. Shah called my husband “Mr. Rajesh, can you take this saree and put on table (there was no place to put it)?I was on table in blouse and petticoat. My breasts were now more visible. My husband came inside and picked up the saree and went out again. Dr. Shah asked me to lift my legs and he slowly pulled my petticoat up to my waist and now my black panty was clearly visible to him. He said.