”“My friend liked it too. I was pretty turned on having a strange man look at my mound.”“What happened next? What else did you do?”Reliving ...he experience with Chris, she unclasps the front hook and removes the cups from her breasts. “I did this.”Mike steps closer. He fondles her breasts, flicking the nipples with his thumbs. “And did he do this?”Unlike at Macy’s, Lynn doesn’t need to be quiet. She moans while her husband fondles her, “Yeah, just like that honey. He played with my tits just. ”“Come on man, that’s boring. You gotta buy some cool stuff. Just think of what you could buy with that much money.”“I’d rather be boring than be living with my grandparents at 35 like you probably will be.”That pissed him off. His face was getting redder by the minute. As to be expected, it was Grandmother that came to his rescue. Grandmother didn’t speak Polish enough to hold a conversation, so Stosh was sitting next to her translating.“Don’t talk to him like that. I want him to stay with us. On listening to his words my dick rose as my thoughts were on Sandhya and I said “lanja deggariki velltanikin enta kavali?(how much money should I get to go near a prostitute?)” He simply smiled and said “intlo lanja undaga malli baitaki dabbulu petti vellatam enduku ra(why going out and spending money on a prostitute when we already have one at home) Now I got what he said he was talking about Sandhya and my joy knew no bounds cause she had been the source for my fantasy whenever I was. She always wear a salwar suit. I used to glance at her boobs and her ass whenever she came to my room to sweep. She had noticed me many times glancing at her but never said a word or showed any emotions. We even talked a little. I knew her husband was a drunkard and she might be longing for some good hard sex. So, I was waiting for the chance to fuck that sexy figure.I teach a few of the neighborhood kids in the evening. So I had a plenty of money for me. I used to keep my money in my wallet.