Then slowly she leaned backward until her hands touched the mattress behind her. There was no way I could do it but I did my best, almost falling to m... side. Then she went the opposite direction until her hands lay flat in front of her end her ass was high in the air.“It’s okay if you want to look.”“What?” I said and turned my head away from her ass.“I know you are looking at me, and it’s okay. I don’t mind it.”“Right.”She changed position and I followed. This time she went down on one knee. This security cum handy man’s name was Baccha Singh, he was from Bihar and his wife Roopa, were staying. Baccha singh was very handy as he used to help the colony people especially the one staying in the lane where his house was. His wife Roopa was also helping the ladies in the daily chores. Roopa was also a fit lady with an amazing figure which she used to show in her saaaree.Our villa was just next to Baccha Singh’s house. Baccha Singh used to work topless only in his shorts most of the. So what are you thinking about?" Holding one of those marvelous ankles in my hand and lightly brushing her cute little toes with the other," Peter sighed wistfully.On one hand, Peter's training seemed to be going well from what Peter said. On the other hand, Peter's choice of unbridled fantasy had Debbie puzzled. "But you are going to be working your way up Meagan's leg to her pussy?" Oh, no! That would be far too intense! Maybe I'll work my way up to caressing those tempting calves if my mind. )Biswajit – Ok, Neelamji, main aapke saath chalta hoon. Yeh mere vajeh se hua hai. (Ok Neelamji, I’ll come with you as it’s my fault.)They both went to our hotel room together and they entered our room. There he tried to wash it by himself.Biswajit- Rukiye Neelamji, yeh shayad main wash kar sakta hoon. Ruko main aapki help kar deta hoon. (Wait, I can wash it. I’ll help you.)After saying that, he started to clean my mom’s blouse. While he was doing this, he was so eager to press my mom’s boobs.