”“But you are hiding the most important location.”“I know.”“Can you please remove your hand and send me another pic?”“No,” I said.�...Why?”“Because that’s a punishment for not believing in me,” I said.“Oh! No.”“Ha ha ha.”“I am a fool. I deserve this.”“Lol, you are so funny.”“Does your husband know?” he asked.“Know what?”“That, his hot wife’s body is being enjoyed by other guys.”“Yes, he knows,” I said.“OMG, really, what did he say?”“He doesn’t like it obviously, but he is not against it too.”“I am. Mene bhi sath de kar ache se smooch kiya or back ke hath ferne laga..Fir dhire dhire usne meri tshirt utar di or meri chest pe back pe hath guma rahj thi..Mene uski bra ko open kiya or boobs ko press kr raha tha or smooch kr raha tha..Kya boobs the uske ekdm tight or bade..Fir usne mera jeans nikal diya fir me or wo dono sirf underwear me the..Fir mene uske boobs jor se press kiye to pata chala ki uske boobs se thoda thoda dudh bhi aa raha he bcz uska 2saal ka hi beta tha so..Dudh dekh ke mene. ."The pencil hovered motionless above the table as Cecily brought back these memories of that opaque day with her brother. The pencil became stationary and quiet. "Do you like baby tits, Mr Pendrill?" she pondered faintly when she'd recovered, for the passion had gone from her suddenly. "Is it a man thing to be aroused by pancakes, because I admit, I don't see the attraction. Do they turn you on like they did my brother? Or not? Could you do to a woman what my brother did to me, because I'm. Just a sparse patch of blonde curly hair.That didn't seem to be too worrying. What was I so scared about?"I guess you're a natural blonde."I blushed, nervously biting my bottom lip. "I guess so." There's not much hair down there," Barrel said."It's what girls call a 'landing strip'," Doug informed us."Why do you think it's called that?" I asked, running a finger up 'thestrip'."Because it shows guys where to land," Doug unnecessarily pointed to mygenitals.I was sick of being the student. It was.