By this time I knew I was ok, and that one of my demented friends were messing with me. It had to have been John and his partner behind this situation... since they gave me the Remy and they were the only ones that knew my secret.Now I became more concerned as I was getting shaved. All of my hair was being removed. From the neck down, I was hairless. And I was a hairy guy. Then I felt my balls being pushed through a small cockring ... and then my dick. Then my dick head was pushed through a metal. It was afternoon and I went to her house and she was wearing a sari with sleeveless blouse and she had no bra on her. She asked me to sit and gave me a glass of rose water. she asked me about studies and future and we also talked about Priyanka and her boyfriend.Then she went to the bathroom and she returned after 10 mins she was wearing just a towel and I could see her thunder thighs. she had small hairs around he armpit she came and sat in the chair and dried her wet hairs. I was watching her. It does make for more laundry that Mommy has to do, but I make sure that there's never any evidence visible from outside, no stains or anything. On the other hand, there are fewer panties to be washed. Mommy used to give me a lecture about it every once in a while, but I would just kiss her and rub her pussy and she would stop complaining. After a while, she gave up. She'd be waiting for me when I got home from school and we would sixty-nine almost every day. Then if Daddy was home - he's a. After my lips came off his, I wanted to speak, but he brought his finger to my lips. He shook his head no and then pointed down at her. I smirked and went down with Tiffany. I immediately saw her sucking on my husband's dick ever so slowly, and her hand never stopped moving either. She saw me viewing her, and I got her to smile yet again as well. I helped myself to smooching her cheek a few times and continuing to caress her head. I surely knew that sent the message for her to keep going,.