After finishing her light make-up and everything she just went to cupboard at corner of the room and opened it. She took out her Punjabi dress (salwaa...- Kamiz). She simply started to put that dress.I used to stand in the window keeping my hands on grill watching out side. Some time Didi would come and stand beside me. She just innocently presses herself on me. My hand would trap between grill and her breast. I never move my hand but just keep in it position. She would move her body talking with. I didnt let on that I was aware of him being in the garden, I just lay there peeking at him through the sunglasses, he was constantly checking me out as he worked. He had been working for nearly an hour when he told me he was going to the bathroom, this was it!! as soon as he went inside I ran over to my bedroom window, I was there when he opened the door and crept inside. The cheeky little shit was in my bedroom... he went straight for my drawer, as soon as he opened it I could read the. Coach pulled out a black marker pen and signed the ball, handed it to Coach Clark and on to each assistant and each player on the team. By the time we had all signed it, there wasn’t many places left to write. Coach Miller pulled the tape off and asked what the boys’ name was. I told him Rick Carpenter, and he wrote his name where the tape had been and handed me the ball.I had tears in my eyes as I walked over to where Rick stood with his sisters. I pointed to the ball, then up to him. I handed. He took her labia into his mouth in turn to gently suck on them and cleanse them of her elixir. He could not believe the pleasure he was receiving. The sensation of her oral attentions to his manhood and the taste of her womanhood were intoxicating. She too was in heaven, pleasuring this man that was pleasuring her. His hands parted her ass cheeks as he used the tip of his tongue to rim her button. Back and forth he went from pussy to anus and he knew he was getting to her. She began to moan.