Misete!) She'll blurt out, which basically means -Let me see!-. She'll admire it, maybe fantasize, and ask me to touch it, and then a minute later she...will say おしまい～！ (Oshimai!) which literally translates to "The End". There are times that I know that it is not the end, because I can tell by her facial expressions that she wants more. I think it's pretty obvious after you've been with someone for more than a year... you can read their eyes and grins. Typically those grins and glares usually. I returned back from the interview at 14:00 hours and saw a Mini Truck standing in our house compound and then came to know that it were the servants of Khot Uncle for the arrangements for the night sex c celebration. I was eagerly waiting to go up to our terrace and see what the special arrangements they have done for my Mom & his Dubai friend. But the people were working continuously so had to stay till they depart. At around 16:30 hours the main servant ranged the bell and gave me the key of. She had very small boobs that were almost negligible; or so I thought till then. In her present position she was turned towards her right and resting on her side. In the dim light of the bed lamp, I could see her small boobs inside her blouse and they no longer looked negligible. She was probably around four feet away from me. Then she did something that really sent my pulse racing. Her left hand moved as if to scratch her midriff and in the process her blouse got pushed upwards over her small. Thoroughly. We have to make sure that we have always enough candidates at both ends of the stations so that we have worlds of sexual pleasures. Nancy has said that many girls in her lezbo bar have always a boipussy they abuse. And they are willing to come to the basement. I made clear that I don’t want pain. No leashes, no chains on “fuckees”, only when attached to a station. Another thing I would love to see in the basement is taking some of Nancy ’s friends and creating a lezbo action.