We exchanged a few more ice cubes until she leaned forward and put an ice cube down the front of my towel. I jumped from the cold alien feeling on my ...ock. I grabbed an ice cube from her drink and lunged at her. I pulled her tank top and quickly threw the ice cube in. My mother squealed and squirmed trying to fight me off of her chest as I moved the ice cube inside her shirt. I eventually put the cube right on her nipple which seemed to quickly harden. While smiling, squealing ,and softly. “Have him come over here to fix something,” said Chester. “I want to meet him ... talk to him.”“All right, Darling,” said Felicity. “I’ll call Millie and get his number.”Bobby approached the mansion with a few doubts. He could fix most things, even if he had to jury-rig them, so they’d work properly. He didn’t know if his aesthetic skill, though, was good enough to satisfy the likes of Chester Chumley. True, it was Mrs. Chumley who had called him, and asked him to take a look at the porch swing. Jb mane usko uske room me chora or use sula dia apne room me aa kr m rest kr raha tha ki tammana ka msg aya ki kya kr rai ho m bola ki nothing wo boli chalo sbke sath chalet h. Gumhne sb hill station pr ja rai h m bola kkkk m ready ho kr aya bt hum niche mile wo bhut kush thi.Then hum bus me beth kr aage jane lage mane last ki seat li thi wo bol rai ti ki bhut pain ho raha h yar. Mane use lip kiss di or bola ki kuch bhi nahi hua jan sb thik h. Uske bad hum hill station par paunche wanha pr wo. “Sit and read.”“Please no. I can’t...” she cried.“I’ll make you a deal. Wear the suit and let me take the normal images. Afterwards, you can remove the shields and wear what you want for the rest of the day.”“You wear the clamps.” She refused.“Okay, after the Images, I will put on the shields,” I shrugged. Fair was fair.“Honestly?” Her expression was not of disbelief but more of curiosity.“Honestly.” I did test out the gentle clamps to hold the plates that would cover a portion of her breasts.