It took a couple of minutes for me to clean them off. I made sure I did a thorough job, paying extra attention to her nipples. As I did so, she shiver...d with delight."Now," I said, "let's have an extra special treat." I poured a thin trail of cream straight down her torso, filling up her navel, stopping at about the point where her panty line would have been. "Shall I continue?" You're not going to do it... there?" she said with mock alarm. "That's my private girl part! I'm saving that for my. "Uncle Shahid was not a real uncle. He was my father's old business partner. My father passed away a few years ago. My mother had a fondness for Uncle Shahid. He was a close family friend and now that my father was no longer with us he had become closer to my mother. He had helped my brother get a job when he was struggling and my mother was very grateful to him.I went down to help my mother in the kitchen. I said, "Everything seems to be done. Why did you call me?"I sounded petulant as I did. But from inside, I was happy too that this incident happened.After all, I got a chance to have a clear view of Mami in her red bra and black leggings. I was on the bed, replaying the incident in my mind. Mami has quite big boobs. Therefore, she has big cleavage as well, which is easily visible. But in bra, it was different and better. Her deep cleavage was extra deep in red bra. Above all, her cute belly button and her leggings’ elastic on her waist were not getting out of my. " Okay, Hans, I get the picture. Can't blame a guy for looking though. How about some coffee?" Yes, I noticed a coffee shop a block or so from here. We shall wait there until dark."As they walked toward the coffee shop, the large blonde American thought to himself that he would say nothing to incur the ire of his partner, but when the time was right...Tammy pulled the cake from the oven and set it on the counter to cool. She heard the clock in the hall strike nine just as a gust of wind rattled.