She pulled her choli and wore it up, but before she could get her hands over her ghagra, she started to scratch her pussy. It seems that it started to...tickle over there. She kept of scratching it for a whole minute and then told the guy with a discomfort face. The guy pretended or really thought something and said something to her and she shook her head. She was about to pick her ghagra but he stopped her form doing this.She looked at him for few seconds and then shook her head again. She left. The bullet and its paper patch projected beyond the brass case a good three-quarters of an inch with the paper patch covering half of the exposed bullet. The cartridge was quite heavy by itself."And this kicks?" I asked."Oh, yes!" Gus answered with a smile. "You definitely know it if you fire a dozen rounds or so. I don't think you would want to fire it more than once or twice." No, maybe not," I answered, in thought."You said something about tanning the hides," I asked."Yes, I brain tanned. I still had a couple more inches of dick to go but I was afraid of hurting her and waking mom, so I didn't force myself into her further. Since mom wasn't awake to tell me to hurry up like last time, I just rested in her, not moving at all, enjoying the tightness and heat and feel of her bare ass and back pressed against me and the enveloping warmth of her pussy. Then I started to pull back out of her ever so slowly inch by slow inch. When I felt that only the engorged tip of my dick was in her. He looked at them, then up at me and then went back to work, eventually moving the underwear aside so he could continue with the receipts.He tried to look up my skirt but couldn't really see anything the way I was sitting. Despite the fact that I was topless and pantyless, the most I could get out of him was a look and a snort.That wasn't enough.A couple of receipts later, I said, "We're implementing a new policy. 'Topless Tuesdays'."He looked at me as he kept working. "Does this apply only to.