I used to masturbate daily in her panties and used to keep it without washing. On the second last day of the trip, we visited a temple.At that time al... ladies were wearing the saree. The next morning I went to the bathroom and searched for Mohini’s blouse. At that time I smelled her armpits which made me mad behind her. Finally, we all returned home to Pune. The next day after returning all were busy in their schedule and uncle went to meet his friends. I and Mohini only were in the house. She. Stepping into the bus I was livid(to say the least) when I saw that the bus was packed except for one seat. The seat was right above the back right or left wheel. Storming past people I sat on the seat and waited for about five minutes, and with in the five minutes I soon realized that the bus’s ac was broken! With no ac, a crowded bus, and sitting in the sun, beads of sweat quickly formed and started working their way down from my head, to my chest, to my breasts, past my belly, to my already. She knew I was gone for a few weeks, but she'd thought it was to recover physically from the beating. She was horrified to hear what I'd been planning on doing when I went to Chicago. "God no! Don't ever..." "I won't, not as long as I'm able to be myself. You can't imagine what it's like, having to pretend to be the person everyone expects me to be." Tina took my hands in hers and clasped them tightly. "If it ever gets to that... please, before you do anything, PLEASE, let me help." . .. yes-s-s, make love to me ... fuck me ... just ... uh ... make me come ... please." Not yet darlin', you can't come yet." I swiped my finger across her panties once more. "You have to give me these panties first. You have to take them off and let me smell them, then put them on the table for the waiter. Can you do that, my sweet?"It took a moment for what I had said to work through her arousal-fogged mind, but then she stood up partway and put her hands under her skirt, reaching for her.