And I said the entire thing to my milky aunt and she not to worry darling, and I will take care of it. Then I was a little relaxed and went to my home...and was about to sleep. But door bell ranged and I went out by shouting “Who is it?”. But no reply from the other side.And I opened the door, to my surprise it was my milky aunt and I welcomed her to my home and to my surprise I found another lady behind her. She is my neighbor aunt Latha the mother of Chinni. And my heart began to beat harder. H, you are the most gorgeous mom I know of, I've always felt that way. If you want to stay, please stay, as I can't stop thinking about you as it is"!Next she asked for the bar of soap, told him she'll wash him then he can wash her. After washing each other they seductively rinsed each other off, giggling along the way. They exited the shower, she dried him off and he returned the favour. She then said "my muscles are aching, how about we exchange massages?" She reached into the medicine. After what seemed like an age well a second or 2 i went into the classic cover up pose, he then let out a few swear words mixed in with an apology saying "sorry miss" i was told the flat was ment to be empty until tomorrow and he was here to service the heating system . All i wanted to do was get past him to my bedroom to cover up , as i ran past him all i could think about was "he called me miss he thinks i,m a girl". as the door to my bedroom closed i leaned back against it and waited until. With Polish dancing, you have a Maypole, but rather than dancing around and around, you dance up and down the pole. And really it's a bit like the twerking that Candy and I used to do in her bedroom except that the Captains and Queen sit at the bottom of the pole and as you writhe and squirm uppity-downy they hold onto your breasticules and tushy and thrust rolled up notes into every orifice or cleavage they can reach. And the objective of Polish dancing is to thrust your dripping cunny down.