I nodded and followed the shopkeeper. As I followed him through the hallway I quickly draped my pallu once again properly since I was going in front o... an unknown male. We reached the end of the corridor behind the toilet where there was a room whose door was open.Pyaremohan: Come Madam. Mr. Mangeskar, she is the one I was talking about.The room was fairly big, but Mr. Mangeskar did not look impressive at all – very thin, middle-aged person with prominent rough beard on his face who was wearing. His hands gently and slowly moved up my sides from my hips up to my bra where he unhooked my bra throwing it also leaving me stood there naked as he stared at every inch of my body. As he stared, he quickly undone the remaining buttons on his shirt throwing it off and dropping his trousers and boxers leaving him stood there naked. His penis had gone back to throbbing hard as he stared. He took a step closer to me as his hands gently took hold of my breasts where he gasped in pleasure squeezing. Wendy hugged Skip's head tightly against her bulbous blouse bunnies as he spasmed in joy."Give it to her, baby," she encouraged, "Oh yeah, that feels good don't it."Mindy kept massaging his chest and nipples while Mia ensured she collected every drop of delicious spunk Skip was willing to release, and even a few drops that he didn't know he had in him. By the time she gently released his semi-deflated fallopian fiddler he was completely spent and slumped back in his chair."So, do you have. At the same time, I could feel my waist thinning, which was also visible into he mirror. I couldn't believe this, but for some reason, I didn't feel quite as shocked about it as I should. I felt my groin pulling inward, and knew instinctively that I no longer had my equipment. The funny thing was, that it didn't seem horrible. As I stared at my reflection, my now stretched to the limit black T shirt and blue jeans all seemed to shift as well. The jeans grew shorter, the legs fusing up.