Dad matter-of-factly pulled them out of the boxes and held them up against me. I just wanted to die. When he was satisfied they'd fit me he ordered tw... matching panties for each bra. I couldn't speak. I just stood there and watched as the man brought a g-string and a full panty version for each bra and my dad nodded in agreement.Just as I thought the ordeal was over my dad picked up a black silk push-up teddy and held it against me. Normally I would've loved the idea of owning this garment, but. I belong to a Telugu speaking family and my parents settled in Mumbai many years ago since I was a small kid. So, I don’t even remember my native place and made Mumbai my home.I used to read many stories in ISS and here I am with my own story. I have read quite a few stories here which is about the Indian hot chat experiences. Well, I too had an experience and I would like to see some positive comments if you liked mine.I had a girlfriend in the past. But now, I feel so scared to have a. I got up a few steps and stood on leaning in and having a look, I realized of course that Bob was having a good look up my skirt, I always wore pantyhose but never saw the need to wear panties. Wow sure is nice in here I said. Yes it is he said I looked back at him staring up my skirt with a big grin, Bob was in his mid 50' and I was 24 back then. I had to climb down and of course he helped me out, he had his hand on my butt up my skirt and helped me down. Thanks I said, maybe someday you can. I instantly began sucking his tongue lick it was a clit savoring the precum we were sharing. My own cock leaking all over my thigh. Stroking his cock as I was moving back into my place I asked if he would play with my asshole. He moaned as I brought myself up onto my kneels in the drivers seat with my ass up in the air. I was wearing Umbro shorts so he was easily able to slide his hand in. His hand dove for my smooth crease while the middle finger wiggled into my moist boy hole. While he spread.