"I guess when it comes to women it's all about breast size, and you can'treally hide that from others. Women tend to be a lot more open about thiskind...of stuff anyway I think." Abbie said as she knelt down to measure mypenis. She lifted it up limply in her left hand, measuring tape in theother. "How do I do this?" she asked."Take the end of the tape and hold it firmly against the skin over mypelvis, then place the other end at the tip of my penis." Do I have to stretch it?" No, we'll just do. I layed there on top of her kissing her lips and tits as she relaxed. My cock rested and now hard again brushing against her thigh. I thought what the hell i would try for it. Kinda kissing and wiggeling around i felt my head at her slick wet pussy and pressed slightly to get her reaction. I looked up and she smiled go ahead baby I am on the pill. I slowly eased fully into her holding in deep as she caressed my face asking if i liked that. I could only grunt and nod looking down at her smiling. “he said you are to wear this all through the episode, it`s not my idea” She nodded her acceptance and he gently almost tenderly slid it round her neck, almost as a caress, tighten it, till the points were just touching her skin, uncomfortable round her throat but as yet, not painful. He then attached a set of cuffs, black leather with a spring clip on each to attach both of her wrists, to the collar, or lift, and her ankles. perhaps to the spreader as the girl had been. Time was ticking on. I asked bhabhi that I am getting headache and if she can massage my head. She accepted and told me to go in my room and she will bring hot oil for massage.I went to my room and within minutes bhabhi came with a bowl in her hand with oil. I was lying on bed so she told me to sit down which I refused and told her to apply it on bed. She came and sat on bed and told me to put my head on her legs which I did. While applying oil the paloo of her saari fell on my head and it got drenched in oil. I.