' Zoeapplied a thick coating of a flesh covered plastic skin over the birthmarkand Bea smiled down at the red faced Caroline as they waited for it to...dry. Breanneand Zoe approached Caroline, both carrying bottles of scented oil. DespiteCaroline's protests and her horror at having two women intimately touch her,the women oiled every part of Caroline's body so she gleamed in the lightand smelled of a musky exotic perfume. The oil, in Caroline's horrified eyes,made her large breasts look lewd. As days passed i was interested in my babhi. Some times i feel happy and some times i feel that i am thinking wrong. Now days i started watching her more closely. As i said before her name is chandrika. She looks gorgeous with a figure of 34-30-34 and her black hair will be just above her butts. I really love her when she wears sari and let her hair loose. She also looks beautiful in all type of dresses but i love her to see in sari. (she doesn’t wear jean pant but wears t-shirts.) When ever. "My cock was ready for her, poking up from the zipper of my shorts, waiting for me to pull the back of her bikini aside and impale her pussy. "No. My back, Daddy." She maintained the resting yoga pose I had found her in, with legs crossed, wrists on her knees, fingertips and thumbs touching. The tide rolled closer to us, as if to conceal our public lovemaking, and the setting sun seemed to wink it's approval, lingering long enough to give me a view down her bikini top of her young mother's. ’ I played Sunday golf with her husband Freddie Evans until seven years ago. He told me he was worried leaving Connie all alone after he passed, as he had been diagnosed with serious heart problems. They couldn’t have children, after Connie’s ex-husband beat her almost to death while she was heavily pregnant with Freddie’s child, which she lost, so she had no-one. I promised to keep an eye out. I did, but never let her see me. Today the grandchildren had taken my attention. ‘Freddie was a nice.