Big.Next day, when I was going to bath, Sandhya comes and ask me whether I need a massage. I readily agreed. I lay down nude on the bed and called her...in. She started applying oil on my back; however, this time she removed her sari saying that her clothes got dirty yesterday when she was applying oil. I didn’t really think about it as she usually used to work in her blouse even when my mom was in the home. Mom had asked her to stop it many times but Sandhya never agreed. Her boobs were forcibly. . Again I tried, thistime with a slow twisting motion, NOTHING! in fact I think it was worse!Every time I tried as soon as the neck of the bottle touched theunderside othe the head, my unit would jerk twice and I could have swornthat looking thru the semi opaque bottle, I could see what looked like agolf ball sized head! I fgured between dressing up some, the nails, thebondage scenario. I was in a permanent state of arousal!? I thought howcould it be that BIG! The opening in the bottle was abot. On the wall is a recessed space with a tv showing porn previews. There is a plexiglass cover over this and I can see a long string of white cum stretched across it. I grip my cock firmly and open my mouth.“Go on, then, go on you dirty little faggot bitch, lick up that old cum” he says just above a whisper and my tongues touches the plastic and I taste the jizz on the tip and I move the tongue across the screen.“Yeah, you fucking pussyboy, oh yeah, you’re a dirtly little fucker, ain’t ya, just a. My hands moved slowly to Kim's tight, jean covered ass. Pressing herself closer, she began to rub her pelvis against mine. Our lips met as the curtain of rain reached our quiet spot.My hardened cock bulged inside my jeans, ready to be released into the storm. Kim's hips moved harder against mine as she felt the growing bulge. Reaching for her buttons, I opened Kim's jeans to the air. Soaked from the rain, her lace panties felt warm to my probing fingers.Kim's hardened nipples pressed into chest.