Then i heard a voice from my chitty “Kumar apply oil for your body and take a bath”(in the devali day we use to apply oil all over the body to red...ce the heat and take bath).I said that i will take after some time. After some time she came with oil bottle to me and said “remove your shirt i will apply oil”.Then i removed my shirt and sat on a chair.She started to apply oil my head and gave a good massage to my head then she applied some oil to my shoulder and started to rub over my chest. At. I then went to the fashion district.Thankfully the one that had something that caught my eye had a gal that spoke English, and a chart for converting US sizes to metric. And I got them both matching outfits. The top was kind of like a kimono, but with big shoulder pads, many colors that should have clashed but did not, and a wide black belt. And a matching skirt, halfway down the thighs and slit up the sides. The salesgirl modeled one for me, and it looked pretty good.And I think I took her. Aour main sahab ki siskiya nikal rahi thien.Merey daien hath ki badri ungli maim sahab ki choot ka dana tilash ker rahi thi aour akhit yeh dana ahista ahista badra honey laga aour mien ney usey maslna shro ker diya Ab to maim sahab ki halat buhat kharab. Woh merey hontoon ko katney lagi thi.aour apney pairoon ki aidrhiyoon ko ouper kerkey mujhsey liptey ja rahi thi.meri zuban uskey hont choos rahi thi aour meri unglyaan uski choot ko tatool rahi thien.merey lund mienSey laisdar pani nikalney. “Oh yeah. It’s fine, but, uh...” Tommy put on a serious look. “Like you said on the way down, this is college and Daddy’s not here...” He left the sentence hanging, like he wanted to say more.”Charlene squinted her eyes, attempting to read Tommy’s mind, “And...”“Well, I don’t know how you feel about this, but...” Tommy hesitated, at a loss for words.“Let me guess,” Charlene said, jumping in to rescue him, “You’d rather I didn’t wear the bra.”Tommy was flustered. He and Charlene had known each.